BRITNEY: Oh, Dorothy, I just love your cushions! They're so comfortable, after a long, hard day of idle richness.
DOROTHY: Thanks! They're molehair - we actually stuff them here at home!
BRITNEY: How positively crafty of you! I never knew you had a hidden blue-collar side. You don't actually keep animals here, do you? Filthy creatures, I'm positively intolerant.
DOROTHY: Oh, no, nothing like that. Harry just saves his pluckings every week, and over the years they add up.
BRITNEY: His PLUCKINGS?
DOROTHY: Sure, you know - from his moles. He's got one on his chin, and a big one on his back...we may be wealthy, but we're not wasteful.
BRITNEY: ...dare I ask about the mattress in the guest bedroom?
DOROTHY: Depends, are you gonna freak out on me?
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{{alt-text: you know the old argument. 'I pay for the food my body uses to make this hair, and what, you expect me to just throw it away?!'}}