WHO’S THE BOSS?
All the organs of the body were having a meeting, trying to decide who was the one in charge
‘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 blood , ‘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 eyes, ‘Because I allow the body to see where it goes
All the other body parts laughed at the rectum And insulted him, so in a huff, 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, and the blood Was toxic .
They all decided that the rectum should be the boss.
The Moral of the story? YOU DON’T NEED BRAINS TO BE A BOSS ANY ASSHOLE WOULD DO!
“I’ve had bad luck with both my wives. The first one left me, and the second one didn’t.”~Patrick Murray
Bitter are the tears of a child: Sweeten them. Deep are the thoughts of a child: Quiet them. Sharp is the grief of a child: Take it from him. Soft is the heart of a child: Do not harden it.
~ Pamela Glenconner