Dear Lord...

Dear Lord," the minister said and he began a prayer with arms extended and a rapturous look on his upturned face, "without you we are but dust..." He would have continued, but at that moment a little girl leaned over to her mother and asked quite audibly, "Mommy, WHAT is butt dust?"

Church was pretty much over at that point...

(Thanks to Aunt Lori for sending this to me!)