Furs On My Back

"I don't run from hard work."

Best Pest Control remarked Dick casually. Dee knew this  but rested his long lanky legs on a Caterpillar wondering why the old man, Dick didn't give Him the keys to the farm. "You're resting on your laurels, boy." "We don't need more work. We need more hands."

"I'm no monkey, Dick, but we need to start climbing and peel those trees."

Savior?I don't need it.Did you brush your hair today? Are you calling me ugly? I'm not old but I see. What you tell me don't matter. We're all going to die anyway.Kids like you don't make it in this world for one reason. Good-looking.
You have too much.  Wear your fur in the winter. We're in the south here.
 
I only wanted you to pick up the brush.