The king decided that his beard had grown way too long, so he called for a barber. But the moment the barber touched the royal beard with his scissors, the beard started to shed golden watches and key rings, buttons and odd photos, state laws and legal bills, ink cartridges and fountain pens. A single dwarf fell down to the floor, shouting ‘Sayonara!’
‘What shall we do then? Are we cutting it short?’ asked the barber politely. ‘Yes, but very gently and only at the sides,’ replied the king and ordered a bowl of healthy chicken broth to be brought for the dwarf.