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All the organs of the body were having a meeting, trying to decide who the one in charge was.

"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.

Fucking bollocks! Just received my SAF (Army) call-up for Reservist In-camp Training... AGAIN! FUCKING HELL!!! I ended my active service since March 1991 and yet I'm still being asked to serve till kingdom come each fucking year. For fuck's sake, please leave me fucking alone to get on with my fucking life without anymore fucking disruptions. Pretty please? It's just so fucking irritating and a complete waste of bloody time. This aggravates and adds on to my already lousy mood. Fuckity fuck!