An Oldie
I can't say that the following is true Reviewom personal experience. However,
read on.
All the organs of the body were having a meeting, trying to decide who the
one in charge was.
"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 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."
"I should be in charge," said the rectum, "Because I'm responsible for
waste removal."
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?
The asshole is usually in charge!