In 1953, Ian Fleming introduced the world to a master spy who travelled across the globe to the most exotic locations, in the company of a an endless parade of gorgeous women. Men wanted to be him, and women wanted to be with him.
Unfortunately for Jimmy Eyebrow, none of that rings true in his life as he spends the bulk of his days in the squalor of Angelo's Pizzeria, in the company of a never ending parade of degenerates and miscreants. In a way, this wretched hive of scum and villainy is Earth's equivalent to the infamous space port of Mos Eisley.
But Eyebrow's place in the world quickly becomes far more transient and colorful. It doesn't take long before we are tagging along with him as he demolishes the Imperial Palace Resort buffet like an advancing Russian army across Eastern Europe, and all the while, we're also trying to unpack exactly why a motorcycle riding midget, an angry Comanche Indian and a duffel bag of cash have all ended up at a roadside motel in the middle of nowhere.
From pay-by-the-hour motels to the luxury of the Bellagio - from dodging elderly slot players at truck stop casinos to the high-rolling glitz of Caesar's Palace - Jimmy Eyebrow's adventures have it all.
