
Eve called out to God,
"Lord, I have a problem."
And God answered, "What's the problem, Eve?"
"I know that you created me and provided this beautiful garden and all of
these wonderful animals, as well as that hilarious snake, but I'm just not
happy."
"And why is that, Eve?"
"Lord, I am lonely, and I'm sick to death of apples."
"Well, Eve, in that case, I have a solution I shall create a man for you."
"What is that, Lord?"
"It will be a flawed creature with many bad traits. He'll lie, cheat, and
be vain; all in all, he'll give you a hard time. But he'll be bigger,
faster, and will like to hunt and kill things. So you'll eat more than
apples. Also, he will revel childish things like fighting and kicking a
ball about.
He won't be too smart, so he will also need your advice to think
properly."
"Sounds great," said Eve, "but what's the catch, Lord?"
"Well, you can have him on one condition."
"And what's that, Lord?"
"As I said, he'll be proud, arrogant, and self-admiring ... so you'll have
to let him believe that I made him first.
And it will have to be our little secret... -- you know, woman to woman."