the Lord made man, all the parts of the body argued over who
would be boss.
The brain explained, "Since I control everything and
do all the thinking, I should be the boss."
The feet suggested, "Since I carry man wherever he
wants to go and get him in position to do what the brain
wants, then I should be the boss."
The hands argued, "Since I must do all the work and
earn all the money to keep the rest of you going, I should
be the boss."
And so it went with the eyes, the heart, the lungs, and
all the other parts of the body, each giving the reason
why they should be the boss.
Finally, the asshole spoke up and said it was going to
be the boss.
All the other parts laughed and laughed at the idea of
the asshole being the boss. The asshole got so mad that
he closed up and refused to function.
After a few days, the brain grew feverish and could barely
think, the feet felt like lead weights and were too weak
to drag the body anywhere, the eyes got crossed and couldn't
see, and the hands hung useless at the sides. They all conceded
and made the asshole boss
And so it happened; all the other parts did all the work
and the asshole just bossed and passed out a lot of crap.
THE MORAL: You don't have to be a brain to be a boss, just
Alternate moral: No matter how well things are going, it
can all be shut down by a single asshole.