I'm going to open a new restaurant called the Greasy Eyebrow. Steph said it was unappealing and that no one would go there, but I think it could be a great small-town, hole-in-the-wall joint. I'd sell menu items called " The Stray Hair" and "Grandpa's Brows."
This came to me because the corners of the lenses on my glasses get slightly filmy when I wear them for long periods of time. I wouldn't grown at that. It happens to the best of us. As I looked cross-eyed up at the alighly gross smears it popped into my head how fabulous the name would be.
So, the next time you're passing through some small town and you see The Greasy Eyebrow open for business, you better stop on by.