We all need it now and again! A forward I received...
> Butt Dust & Fleas
> These have to be original and genuine - no adult is
> this creative!
> 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
> have to 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
> painkiller. 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."
> Drew (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?"
> 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, "Mommy, what is butt dust?"