The New 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 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 ass hole is usually the

one in charge!