The Rolling Stones were the big half time act at Super Bowl XL in Detroit this year. Mick Jagger, wearing his customary frock, took the runway high on a cocktail of cod liver oil pills and tonic wine. Crowds thrilled as the ageing rocker manoevered his zimmer frame along the catwalk stage, helped by a nurse in a white uniform.
Meanwhile Keith Richards managed not to entangle himself in his oxygen lead and despite advanced emphysema made a good showing, hammering out the lead notes to 'Jumping Jack Flash', which was more of a Crawling Jack Fizzle.

Ronnie Wood looked like he'd put on weight, at least an ounce, possibly two though it didn't stop him getting lodged in a knot hole on the stage.
As for Charlie Watts, well it's true he's operating at a lower wattage these days but he still managed to bang out some rhythms and was continent at all times.

Of course, the organisers, ABC, were understandably nervous having the Stones there and were on their guard with a 5 second delay button for the language used in their lyrics. They didn't want another incident like the one where Janet Jackson's boob accidentally fell out of her blouse - with a little help from Justin Timberlake - and brought America to a grinding halt as no one had ever seen a breast before particularly in the deep south,... where they marry their sisters. So obviously it made sense to sensor the lyrics of Rough Justice "...One time you were my baby chicken, Now you've grown into a fox: And once upon a time I was your little rooster, Am I just one of your cocks..."(yuh know, like the hen) and Start Me Up "You, you, you make a grown man cry You, you make a dead man come..."
Clearly there are massive problems over the ambiguities of the English language and you could get into real trouble there if you went into a cafe and asked for a Cunt Sandwich with pubic hair and semen sauce. It'd take them forever to decide whether or not there was such a dish, particularly if the request was delievered with a flawless British accent.