(Vol.8 No.1 --- March 2003)
I am not sure whether you'd consider the following a medical joke but it just came to my mind when I was reading the papers of this issue's Medical Section (not too appropriate though):
Who's in charge
"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 your 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
The asshole is usually in charge.
See you again next month.