"Lord, I have a problem."
"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 comedic 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."
"Man, what is that Lord?"
"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. I'll create him in such a way that he will
satisfy your physical needs. He will be witless and will revel in childish
things like fighting and kicking a ball about. He won't be as smart as you,
so he will also need your advice to think properly."
"Sounds great," says Eve, with ironically raised eyebrows, "but what's the
"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."