Lots of people here bring me their home computers to fix when they get
running bad. Oh, don't they get gummed up sometimes! It's hard to
imagine how they DO that!

Anyway, have a joke:

"Dear Lord," the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a
rapturous look on his upturned face, "without you, we are but dust..."

At that moment a very obedient little girl leaned over to her mother and
whispered quite audibly, "Mom, what is butt dust?