One day, in the body....
The blood said 'I should be in charge, because I supply the fuel for everyone'
The legs said 'I should be in charge, because I move us all around'
The hands Said ‘we should be in charge, we do the work and earn the money’
The eyes said 'I should be in charge, because I see where we're going'
The brain said 'I should be in charge, because I process all the information'
Suddenly, the rectum piped up..... 'I should be in charge, because I provide the waste disposal'
The rest of the body rocked with laughter and made rude comments, making the rectum very angry.
So angry, that he decided to shut down, just to show how important he was.
After a few days the blood was close to bursting point, the legs were heavy and tense,
the hands became clenched, the eyes were watering and the brain was in turmoil.
Following a hurried vote they all agreed to make the rectum the boss, after the vote the others got on doing the work, whilst the rectum sat around passing out the *beep*.
The moral ??.......Whatever the organisation, the 4rse-hole is always in charge.