well pardners, this thread reminds me of a parable i heard from an ole cowpoke one time:
one day the different parts of the body got into an arguement about which one was the boss
the legs started it by saying, 'we do 60% of the work of moving the body around, so we should have the right to be called boss'
the stomach piped up and said, 'hey, i provide the nutrients that fuel those legs, so i should be called the boss'
the lungs said, 'without oxygen the rest of you would be fucked so we should be called the boss'
the heart chimed in saying, 'hold on - i pump that oxygen and those nutrients to the muscles, i should be boss'
the brain calmly stated that since it made all the decisions, it had the right to be called boss
while they were all arguing, the asshole quietly interrupted them. 'ahem,' it said, 'i AM the boss'
all the rest of the body parts laughed at the poor asshole, making jokes at its expense. the asshole shut up - no... i mean literally shut up, as in quit allowing bowel movements to pass. the rest kept on chuckling at the asshole's antics
but four days later, without the body having taken a shit, the chuckling had stopped... the legs were cramped and shaking, barely able to move... the stomache was upset and in severe pain... the lungs could only breath shallowly, occasionally emitting a gasp... the heart was racing and palpitating wildly... the brain was the centre of the world's most severe migraine... finally in desperation they all cried out, 'OK... OK... YOU WIN! YOU ARE THE BOSS!!' to the asshole
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the moral of the story is that a boss doesn't have to be strong, or have any guts, or have any endurance, or heart, or be smart
but he sure does have to be an asshole...
