So, two guys are talking in a bar. “See him over there”, says one, pointing out an ordinary looking fellow, “he gets more great looking women than you, me and all our buddies put together”.
“What’s so special about him?”, asked the friend. “He’s not great looking, doesn’t wear expensive clothes or drive a fabulous car.”
“I know, I can’t figure it out either. He just sits there at the bar licking his eyebrows!”
I had a roommate when I was in the Army during school at Ft Sam Houston during the 70’s. He had a unique ability to pop a maraschino cherry in his mouth remove the stem and tie it in a knot with his tongue. A rather effective conversation starter. His social life read like a Penthouse letter along with the attendant problems. I had never seen anything like it.
Licking his eyebrows...beat me to it!