One day, all the organs of the body were having a meeting, trying to decide who should be the boss.
"I should be in charge," said the brain, "Because I run all the body's systems, so without me nothing would happen."
"I should be in charge," said the heart , "because I circulate oxygen all over so without me you'd all waste away."
"I should be in charge," said the stomach, "because I process food and give all of you energy."
"I should be in charge," said the legs, "because I carry the body wherever it needs to go."
"I should be in charge," said the eyes, "Because I allow the body to see where it goes."
One by one, all of the organs and various parts of the body stated their case in much the same way, untill they got to the very last one
"No... I believe I should be in charge," said the rectum, "Because I'm responsible for waste removal."
All the other body parts laughed like hell at the rectum and insulted him, which pissed him off, so he shut down tight.
Within a few days, the brain had a terrible headache, the stomach was bloated, the legs got wobbly, the eyes got watery, the blood that the heart was trying to pump around was completely toxic, and the body was burning up with a bad fever and in serious danger of dying.
So in desperation, they all decided that the rectum should be the boss.
The Moral of the story?
No one needs a brain or a heart to be a boss...and they are all bound to be assholes.
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