"Mama? Why do you have to cut my nails?"
"Because they keep growing, and getting long, and getting dirt underneath them. If they never, ever grew, I would never have to cut them."
"Well, after this I'm going to pray that God would make my nails to stop growing."
Click, click, click go the nail cutters.
"You know what, Mama? Now I can't pick my nose."
"Good!"
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