There was once a kid named But-itches, and he was playing on a cliff with some of his friends. His friends betted him that he wouldn't jump off the cliff, but But-itches said he would. So But-itches jumped off the cliff and of course he died.
At his funeral, his mom was very sad and she was crying a lot. All of a sudden she started crying out, "My poor But-itches, my poor But-itches." Then the priest came up to her and said, "Well, why don't you scracth it?"
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