How We Were Made

Troy: “We had a mystery reader today.”
Me: “Oh yeah. What book did they read?”
Troy: “It was a book about how you were made.”
Me: “Me personally?”
Troy: “Yes…well, no. It was about how everyone was made.”
Me: “I see. And how were we made?”
Troy: “From dirt.”
Me: “We sure are. Anything else?”
Troy: “I think that’s it.”
Me: “Well, I can tell you how I was made. God gathered some dirt together and then He spit on it to make it stick. Then, He said, ‘We need to bring this pile of dirt to life.’ And then, He sat on my face and farted. I gasped to life, coughing and gagging. I asked Him what that smell as. And God smiled, lifted His hand, and said, ‘Welcome to the world. Be prepared for this to happen to you throughout your life!’ And that’s exactly what’s happened to me. Everyone has farted in my face my entire life.”
Troy [laughing hysterically]: “I farted on your face!”
Me: “Exactly! So did Uncle K and mama. Which leads us to an interesting point, Troy. If God created everything, then that means He created farts too.”
Troy [laughing]: “God didn’t create farts!”
Me: “Sure He did. He created everything. If He didn’t, then who did?”
Troy: “I don’t know. Maybe He just put gas in our bellies, which turned into a fart.”
Me: “That’s a fart! It’s the same thing.”