Now you know the answer to this burning question!

What is Butt Dust?

What is Butt dust?  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 should look in the back of your panties. Mine say five to six.’

STEVEN (age 3) hugged and  kissed his Mom good night. ‘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 pain killer. She tried in   vain
to take the lid off the bottle. Seeing her frustration, her  Mom  explained it
was a  child-proof 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.’

DJ (age 4) stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked, ‘Hw 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 four-year old girl voice, ‘Mom, what is butt dust?’

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