HOME: The hearts of sweetie-poons the world over.

AGE: Age? Age? You've got to be kidding. These guys are so young they haven't even been born yet!

PROFESSION: Ha, ha, ha. Looking pretty. No, the Rollers are professional professionals, of course. Their business is business.

HOBBIES: Do you recall the phrase, "Three points for a dead nun?"

LAST BOOK READ: Their manager reads for them. His last was Querelle, by Jean Genet.

LAST ACCOMPLISHMENT: They liked Cameron Crowe's story on them ("Bluckdoosa Flamoo, My Darling," Jan. 1976 CREEM).

QUOTE: [Unintelligible — how about something out of Beowulf?]

PROFILE: Five. Three noses rubble-bumpy, one ending in a mild Laurence Harvey point, one reticulated. Ten eyes, no, five in profile, none astigmatized, though one is blasted. Mouths: one Bucky Beaver overbite, three cases of nigh-terminal dental rot, and one poofy pout. Zits: don't ask. Ears: ingrown.