Plank spanker of the first degree I saw this picture of Keith Richards in the paper and it got me to thinkin' about my dick. The hat makes the weathered virtuoso look more like Fish in Barney Miller than someone revellers would pay $200 to see. And my dick has never attained virtuoso status and looks the same but has ceased from being the little brain. Truth is, it can run through those familiar choruses with distain for any thoughts of an early arrival. So banish any lyrics about youth being wasted on the young, at least one guy from Keith's homeroom doesn't need the $$$ nor the adulation to make today another present to be honored.