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Adam, apples, children, Eve, family planning, fig leaf, Garden of Eden, God, rabbits
Adam, we’ve been together for a few months now, and I think it’s time we had a talk.
About what?
Starting a family.
A family? What’s that?
Well, I’m not exactly sure, but I’ve noticed that the rabbits always have little rabbits with them and those little rabbits become larger and gather little rabbits of their own and …
Are you saying we should have little rabbits?
No, no, simply that, wherever they get their little rabbits from, there might be a similar place where we could get little … uh …
Toys? It would be nice to have something to do around here!
No, no, not toys. I think maybe the word is “children.”
But why would we want these children things?
Well … I just think it would be nice to have something to keep us occupied besides just sitting under a tree talking about how we have nothing to do but sit under a tree and talk about how we …
Yes, boredom is so … so …
Boring!
Exactly! But where would we get these children from? Under a rock? From a hollow tree?
I don’t think so. I’ve been watching the rabbits and I noticed that the little ones come out from the bigger ones.
But, if they come out, they must have gone in. It’s only common sense.
I don’t think so. I’ve watched them and I’ve never seen a little one climb in, only out. And, besides, I came from you.
But that was just a rib, not a whole you, not even a small you. Let’s face it, we’ll probably never figure it out. And, anyway, I’m not so sure it’s a good idea. I mean, if we got only a tenth as many children as the rabbits get in a single year, there wouldn’t be enough places to sleep, enough fig leaves, enough food. Remember, this is just a little Garden.
Well, there might be something beyond here.
Beyond here? I think God would have told us. And what if all these children somehow got children of their own, and those children got children, and … What then? Where does it end?
I don’t know and I’m getting exhausted just talking about it when we don’t even know how we’d get children, even if we wanted to. Let’s have something to eat and take a nap. Maybe we’ll be fresher afterwards.
Good idea. Here, let’s split this apple … mmmm, ohhhhh, this is really tasty!
God, yeessssss!
I think I’ll lie down and just loosen my fig leaf a little — it’s really chafing my thighs. Aah, that’s better.
I think I will too and … oh Lord!! Is that what’s been hiding behind your fig-leaf?
Well … yes … and I suppose I could say the same, though yours looks quite different.
I have a feeling that we could do something with these that would solve the boredom problem. Maybe, after all, we don’t need little ones to keep us occupied. What do you say?
I’m in!
