The rear end or the so called arse has got a brain of it's own.It stops women from eating,as it always inflates itself when they are in front of the mirror.
It has to itch when we are sitiing in front of the boss or someone important,and it makes us to slip our hands underneath to scratch it when people are looking at us.
I am sure that the arse is hard wired to the Brain,as whenever we are busy pondering,our hands are busy scraching the rear bumpers.The greater the brain activity,ther worse is the itch.
It become dosile at the most impotant moments of our lives,when we lose a lot,because we cant be "arsed".
The next medical nobel prize should be reseved for whoever discovers a way to remove the buttock brain cells.So that the arse becomes a dumb arse and stop bugging us.
Or is it only me? :>>