What Is Butt Dust?
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What, you ask, is ‘Butt dust’? Read on and
you’ll discover the joy in it! These have to be original
and genuine. Adults are not this creative!!
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JACK (age 3) was watching his mom breast feed his baby
sister. After awhile he asked “Mom why have you got
two? Is one for hot and one for cold milk?”
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MELANIE-age five asked her granny how old she was, granny
replied im so old that I have forgotten exactly. melanie
replied “granny do what I do look in the back of your
panties mine says 5-6″
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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..’
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BRITTANY (age 4) had an ear ache 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?’
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DJ (age 4) stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked:
‘How much do I cost?’
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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 it?’
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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?’
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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?’
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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?’
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The Sermon I think this Mom will never forget
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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?’