There’s no worse thing you can do to Keith after a heavy all-nighter than land a perfect hole-in-one in his breakfast, as sax-man Bobby Keys found out the hard way when touring with the Stones in the ‘90s.While enjoying an early morning round on the golf course adjacent to where Richards had just sat down to Eggs Benedict, Keys belted one smack bang onto Richards’ plate, and he wasn’t happy. No siree. He whipped out his pistol and blew that ball to kingdom come, screaming, “That’s a ten-stroke fucking penalty, and if you ever do it again I’ll do the same to you! You ruined my fucking breakfast!” ( Source Alex Flood)
I was always thinking about chicks, but they were never the motivating reason for playing rock and roll. In the early days of The Stones, they were never around. Then it just changed overnight. Fucking amazing!
The week before, I couldn't get laid to save my life. Then it turned 180 degrees and I'm having to fend them off. I wake up and find that I'm a sex symbol, man. But we didn't set out with that goal. It was more like a happy accident. A nice little bonus, at least for a while. Then you realize that it's getting insane and you have to learn to deal with it. These chicks wouldn't have given me a second glance before. Now they're throwing their knickers on stage with their telephone numbers on. . And I kept them all. I mean, it might seem like every guy's fantasy, but it reaches a point where you have to ask yourself: "are these the kind of chicks I want to hang with?"
I never got into a serious relationship until I was 20. Then, before I knew it, I was on the road with the Stones and there's chicks all over the place wanting to get in my pants. Well, I'm no bloody angel, know what I mean? So before I know it I'm in bed with Ronnie Spector. That's when I found rock’n’roll. That's also when I learned about jealousy, ‘cos I had Phil Spector chasing me around with a shotgun. That's when I started ducking and diving. It was a question of survival. (sabotagetime.com)
About survival, once, playing in front of 5,000 fans in Sacramento, California in 1965, my guitar knock into a mic stand that was accidentally live-wired, and an electrical surge causing me to “fly into the air backward.”I was rushed to hospital and later regained consciousness laughing, “Well, they either wake up or they don’t”. 
. Lingerie is particularly nice to look at. It's even nicer to take off. I can't say the same for my own lingerie. But a chick's stuff - that's made to be taken off. It's part of the courting dance. A wonderful dance it is too. There's nothing more beautiful than a great-looking chick removing her clothes. In fact, the only thing better is a great looking chick removing mine.
