Dust

This is not my story; it's a (true) story from a friend's family, but it's one of my favorite funny stories.

A young couple sits in church as their little boy squirms in his seat. His parents scold him and tell him to pay attention. The little boy hones in on one particular phrase from the pulpit: "We are but dust, and to dust we shall return."

The boy stewed on this for a while, and when church was over, he tugged on his mother's sleeve. "Mommy, why did the pastor call us 'butt dust'?"