A visiting minister waxed eloquent during the offering. "Dear Lord," he 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 a very sweet little girl (who was listening!) leaned over to her mother and asked quite audibly in her shrill little girl voice, "Mom, what is butt dust?"

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