I'm sure I'll piss off some people with this post, but holy shit, the Rolling Stones... they's old! And not just old like "Stacy old" (just kiddin' babe!) but O.L.D. old. And during the entire half-time show all I could think was "oh, be careful!" I was truly afraid one of them would hurt themselves. All they have to do at their age is turn the wrong way or fall and BAM!, a broken hip.
Of course, all this being said, I doubt I'll even be HALF as energized (at least not without some sort of drug involved) or mobile when I'm their age. So in other words, "get it, Rolling Stones".
*And I think we can all agree that Mick Jagger's midriff-showing blouse with sequins was just fabulous. I wonder if he got it at Macy's. Hmmm.*
2 comments:
More power to them if they are that old and still shaking their asses..but I was sure one was going to keele over at any minute. I sure as hell wont me moving like that when Im their age..and if I dress as 'lovely' as they do..I may be called a cougar. Erlack!
I thought the same thing. I called my dad during the half time show to ask him "just how old are the Rolling Stones anyway?" My dad said, "oh honey, they have had a hard life of drinking and drugs so they look older than you think. But they are older than me." (I love my dad, he's the funniest guy I know.) I think the only reason they can still shake their asses is because they are all getting the trembles. And what was with Mick's tip toe dance?
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