Silly Sunday

silly-sunday-badge-250-transparent-150x150Silly Sunday is the place to come for weekly laughs. The rules are simple, just have fun.

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The Meeting

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

“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.

The Moral of the Story? Even though the others do all the work, the asshole is usually in charge.

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56 thoughts on “Silly Sunday

  1. Phils Phun says:

    Two terrorists are in a locker room taking their annual shower after their bomb making class, when one notices the other one bending over holding his stomach in agony. He has a huge cork stuck in his butt.
    β€œIf you do not mind me saying,” said the second terrorists, β€œthat cork looks very uncomfortable. Why do you not take it out?”
    β€œI regret I cannot”, lamented the first terrorist. β€œIt is permanently stuck in my butt.”
    β€œI do not understand,” said the other.
    The first terrorist says, β€œI was walking along the beach and I tripped over an oil lamp. There was a puff of smoke, and then a huge old man In an American flag with a white beard and top hat came boiling out. He said, β€œI am Uncle Sam, the Genie. I can grant you one wish.”
    I said, β€œNo shit?”

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