So, one day, the body called a meeting to decide who should be in charge. The brain spoke up first, and said that he's the smartest and the main command center of the body, so he should be in charge. The stomach spoke up next and said that he supplies all of the nutrition to the body, so he should be in charge. The heart said that he pumps all of the blood to the organs and tissues, so it should be him. Well, this went on and on, until finally the rectum spoke up, who said that he should be in charge, since he eliminates all of the waste from the body. Well, everyone laughed at him! So, he got mad and shut himself up tight. A week later, the brain was sluggish, the stomach was hurting and bloated, and the heart was skipping beats. So, they called an emergency meeting and decided unanimously that the rectum should definitely be in charge. What's the moral of the story? Even though everyone else does all of the work, there's always an @**hole in charge!