would often return home after early gigs only to get urinated on by their flatmate. In his upcoming memoir, "Life", recalls the year he lived with , Brian Jones and James Phelge in a dingy Fulham, London flat, where the filthy foursome would often try to upset each other with disgusting acts.
And he admits the Stones were no match for Phelge. In an excerpt from the book published in Rolling Stone magazine, Richards writes, "We dared each other: Who could be more disgusting than anybody else... ? We'd get back from a gig and Phelge would be standing at the top of the stairs saying, 'Welcome home,' stark naked with his s**ty underpants on his head, or p**sing on you."