The Fallow Brow

The Rolling Stones.  I hated them in the sixties.  I loathed them in the seventies.  I despised them in the eighties.  In the nineties, they were pretty quiet, but I still reviled them.  Now in the new millennium they nauseate me as much as ever.  Why won’t Keith Richards just die?  I mean he’s consumed enough drugs to destroy every fair Queensland youth for a century, but he just won’t lie down and die.  Now it turns out he will be appearing the next Pirates of the Caribbean movie.  The first movie in this series was about a ghostly crew of cursed undead skeleton people.   Maybe Keith will fit in after all…