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I hope everyone is having a great day :)

BODY MEETING :

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

"I should be in charge," said the brain, "because I run all the body'
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.

The Moral of the story?

The asshole is usually in charge !!
 
I'm back...to duck my head in. Hi!

Ok, that's about all I have for now. later everyone.
 
> A salesman was travelling through the countryside, selling insect repellent. He came to a farmhouse and tried his pitch on the farmer.
> "Sir, my bug spray is so good you will never be bitten again, I guarantee it."
>
> The farmer was dubious. "Young man, I'll make you a proposition.I'll tie you out in my cornfield buck naked, covered with that bug spray. If there is not a single bite on you come morning, I'll buy a whole case from you." The salesman was delighted. They went to the field and he stripped.The farmer sprayed him thoroughly with the bug spray and tied him to a stake. Back to the house went the farmer.
>
> The next morning, the farmer and his family trooped out to the corn field.
>
> Sure enough, the salesman was there, hanging in his bonds, not a single bite on him. Yet he was a total wreck! Pale, ghastly, haggard, and drawn, but not one bite on him. The farmer was perplexed. "Son," he said, "Now, you don't have a bite on you but you look like hell! What the devil happened?" The salesman looked up through bloodshot eyes and croaked, "For crying out loud, Mister, doesn't that calf have a Mother!"
 
good evening. oh shit. wait. should i say good morning. it is 12:14 am here. lol

everyone behave tonight???
 
Spicy Southern Belle said:
Sorry to hear you have a cold, but I'm glad you are getting better. Need someone around to misbehave with. ;)

Usually better to have someone else around ;)
 
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