Remember that You Are Dust . . .

A young boy ran into the kitchen where his mom was cooking dinner.
All out of breath he asked, "Mom, is it true people are made out of dust?"
"Why, but yes?" answered his mom with a tone of concern.
"Well then, is it true they turn back into dust when they die?" he asked.
The puzzled mom responded, "Yes, that's true too. Why all these questions?"
"Well," the boy replied, "there's somebody under my bed either coming or going!"

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