It is true, the aesthetics of beauty are only skin deep. Where does true beauty then reside? For centuries scholars, philosophers, poets, scientists, men and women of renown in every academic field imaginable have striven to find the answer to that question.
It was not until a summer's evening in 1987 that some fellow known to his friends simply as "Stu" stumbled upon the answer to that ever elusive question while riding in his 1974 Plymouth Volare on his way to purchase some chili cheese fries. The answer: True beauty resides just below the ileocecal valve within the structure that we know as the appendix.
Think about that the next time that you refer to your appendix as a mere vestigial organ, a genetic remnant of our foraging past, a useless structure meant to be extirpated from our bodies to make surgeons $15,000 richer each instance.
For those of you that have undergone appendectomies, you have my sympathy, I suppose that you have been condemned to an existence full of gloom, ugliness and despair.
PS - Of course, I am kidding, I was merely attempting to introduce some light hearted levity to the topic. True beauty within the appendix... ha! what a crock. We all know it resides within the tonsils.