Have you guys ever seen the trippy, unsettling 80s cartoon (is there any other kind?) The Last Unicorn? Well, replace the horn with some excess facial hair and you have the story of my life. "Am I really the last?" I often sigh in the voice of Mia Farrow, gazing out at pastoral scenes, clutching my tweezers.
Anyway, a few months ago, I wondered where my unibrowed sisters were--if they even existed--and thanks to a tip from a reader, I think I found them.
I want to go to there. Road trip?
(We might have to pass through Afghanistan, but I'll buy the McRibs.)