Adam was sitting in the Garden of Eden doing his usual grousing. He did this every night. He told God, “yea, I know I have it made. No work to do; plenty to eat; lots of pets. Fine. I also have to name all the things you created. Man, you went overboard. Do you know how long it’s going to take?”

“Of course I do”, God replied, “I know everything. Why do you care? You have forever and you’re not going anywhere.”

“I’m just not happy”.

“Yes, you are”.

“No, I-”

“You're contradicting me”.

“No, no-”

“You’re doing it again!”

“Okay, hold on here. Let me try this from a different angle”

“Yes, maybe you better”.

“I need someone talk to”.

“You have me”.

“Yea, but you know what I’m going to say and do before I say and do it. I want someone like me”.

“Ahh, a helpmate”.

God reached over and put Adam to sleep. He coldcocked him. He ripped out a rib for some reason and made a helpmate for Adam. Then he woke Adam up. God asked Adam what he thought.

Adam looked at his helpmate. What’s that? Doesn’t look anything much like me. Got some parts I don’t have and some parts seem to be missing. What is this?

God told them the Garden was their’s as long as they don’t-

Eve, that what God called her, Eve was sitting by a lake muttering to herself. Do this, do that! No upper body strength! Adam was a pain in the -

“Hiss! Hey, Eve!”

Oh great, a talking snake. Just what she needed.

“Eve, how would you like to be the boss? How would you like to be in control?”

“I’d love that! But, I’m not and I’m never going to be”

“Yes, you can. All you have to do is-”

“No, God told us never do that!!”

“Well, that’s your choice. But, if you want to be in charge.”

Eve thought about it all the way home. No, it didn’t sound very appealing to her. Yet-

When Adam got home, he was surprised at Eve. He jumped all over him. She lit his rocket up. God found out because he knew everything and saw the smile on Eve’s face. He tossed them out.

Man hasn’t been in control since. He thinks he is until his rocket ignites and...