Crazy Eyebrows

Many years ago a player of the game of golf called Colin Montgomery had enormous eyebrows, like great black caterpillars. He could be recognised from far away and by custom officials by these dirty black eyebrows. Mine have not turned black, but are sprouting in strange directions, a few follicles deciding to burst forth on their own, far longer than they are supposed to. These would require tweezers or possibly secateurs, depending on the force needed to pluck them. I don’t know how much pain it would cause, but I think I shall just leave them be, to grow in their impulsive need for exploration. I just hope they will fall out, of their own accord sometime. Sometime soon. Before they become 'Colin Montgomerys.'