A little boy came downstairs crying late one night. “Whats wrong? " asked his mother. “Do people really come from dust, like they said in church? " he sobbed. “In a way they do,” said his mother. “And when they die so they turn back to dust? " “Yes, they do.” The little boy began to cry again. “Well, under my bed theres someone either coming or going.”

Bed Jokes

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