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mrg666
10-27-2007, 01:15 AM
What, you ask, is "Butt dust?" Read on and you'll discover the joy in it!

These have to be original and genuine.

No adult is this creative!



JACK (age 3) was watching his Mom breast-feeding his new baby sister.

After a while he asked: "Mom, why have you got two? Is one for hot and one
for cold milk?"



MELANIE (age 5) asked her Granny how old she was.

Granny replied she was so old she didn't remember any more.

Melanie said, "If you don't remember you must look in the back of your
panties. Mine say five to six."



STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mom goodnight.

"I love you so much, that when you die I'm going to bury you outside my
bedroom window."



BRITTANY (age 4) had an earache and wanted a chewable aspirin.

She tried in vain to take the lid off the bottle.

Seeing her frustration, her Mom explained it was a childproof cap and she'd
have to open it for her.

Eyes wide with wonder, the little girl asked: "How does it know it's me?"



SUSAN (age 4) was drinking juice when she got the hiccups.

"Please don't give me this juice again," she said, "It makes my teeth
cough."



Di. (age 4) stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked: "How much do I cost?"



MARC (age 4) was engrossed in a young couple that were hugging and kissing
in a restaurant.

Without taking his eyes off them, he asked his dad: "Why is he whispering in

her mouth?"



CLINTON (age 5) was in his bedroom looking worried.

When his Mom asked what was troubling him, he replied, "I don't know what'll

happen with this bed when I get married. How will my wife fit in?"



JAMES (age 4) was listening to a Bible story.

His dad read: "The man named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of

the city but his wife looked back and was turned to salt.

Concerned, James asked: "What happened to the flea?"



TAMMY (age 4) was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather wrinkled
woman her Mom knew.

Tammy looked at her for a while and then asked, "Why doesn't your skin fit
your face?"



The Sermon I think this Mom will never forget..

This particular Sunday sermon...

"Dear Lord," the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a
rapturous look on his upturned face. "Without you, we are but
dust."

He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter (who
was listening!) leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her
shrill little girl voice, "Mom, what is butt dust?"