on time traveling masterpieces

and the eyebrows of power

Where does your power come from?

For some, it’s faith. For others it’s family.

Some argue that power comes from within, from discipline and drive.

For this fool?

I’m like Sampson.

But my power doesn’t come from my hair or beard.

It’s my eyebrows.

I have some eyebrow hairs that are almost three inches long.

If my hairdresser ever cut them, I’d tear down his temple.

My wife wants them gone.

Without them though?

I’d be nothing.

Well - that’s not entirely true.

But these long, luxurious caterpillars give me the power to glare and frown in ways that would turn Medusa to stone.

In fact, that statue of David?

That was me.

(I had to hit him in the nuts with a shrink ray first to make the whole fig leaf thing happen - sorry ladies, but I’m sure he used it plenty well despite the reduction)

Improbable?

Sure.

But with eyebrows like this, even time travel is possible.

Stay foolish my friends.