After three weeks in the Garden of Eden, God came to
visit Eve.
So, how is everything going? inquired God. It is all
so beautiful, God, she replied. The sun rises and
sunsets are breathtaking; the smells, the sights -- everything is
wonderful.
But I have just this one problem. It is these three
breas*s that you have given me. The middle one pushes
the other two out, and I am constantly knocking them
with my arms, catching them on branches, snagging them
on bushes. They are a real pain, reported Eve.
Eve went on to tell God that many other parts of her
body (such as her limbs, eyes, and ears) came in
pairs, and she felt that having only two breas*s might leave
her body more symmetrically balanced, as she put it.
That is a fair point, replied God, but it was my
first shot at this, you know. I gave the animals six
breas*s, so I figured that you needed only half of
those, but I see that you are right. I will fix it
up right away.
God reached down, removed the middle breast, and
tossed it into the bushes.
Three weeks passed, and God once again visited Eve
in the garden. Well, Eve, how is my favorite
creation now? Just fantastic, she replied, but for
one oversight on your part. You see all the animals
are paired off. The ewe has a ram and the cow has
her bull. All the animals have a mate except me. I
feel so alone.
God thought for a moment and said, You know, Eve,
you are right. How could I have overlooked this? You
do need a mate and I will immediately create a man
from a part of you....Now let's see...Where did I put
that useless boob?
Now, doesn't THAT make more sense than that business
about the rib?
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