Him: (showing off his new headphones) See? They even have a gold-plated connector.
Me: That's nice, dear.
Him: Hey, you could scrape it off and be slightly richer.
Me: Er, you could...
Him: Don't sound so skeptical. Come the zombpocalypse, we'll revert to a precious-metals-based economy.
Me: What?? No we won't. We'll be using a strictly functional currency, back to barter-and-trade.
Him: Yeah, but what would we trade? Wheat? Grains maybe?
Me: No, for living in a world populated by zombies, I'd propose a viscera-based economy.
Him: Eew.
Me: I wonder if value would be related to volume, or if it would just be brain-weight as a determinant.
Him: Capitalist.
Me: No, that's socialist. From each according to his abilities...