Oh, baby, I'm a noodle. It is sooooooooooo nice to sit in the steam and... well, wish you were there. You know, I know I've suggested this a million times, but if you were to condescend to wake up with me each day I could rub your feet, etc., without having to merely imagine or suggest it. This would make this relationship significantly easier for me, at least.<quoted text>Hi, Babe...is it better to be good or lucky in your ablutions? Wish you both...oh, now that I think of it, I believe Adam and Eve were the caretakers that God had created/bartered, wherever they came from, to take care of Eden for Him--days at least--seems He returned evenings. I guess that would make them landscapers, housekeepers, wait staff, animal trainers...maybe her name was really Eva and her ancestors are named Marco and Julio and Jesus.(I digress) I suppose that they were eventually supposed to shamelessly boink each other, thus producing other Garden staff (wonder if they were to be considered 3/5 of anything), but they weren't thrown out for boinking. They wanted to know stuff, so they ate from the Tree of Knowledge--God had told them not to, however, I think a good lawyer might have gotten the whole thing thrown out as entrapment...don't think they had lawyers yet, just serpents--which soon answered the question as to just where Eva got her shoes...again, I digress, the Garden of Eden was clearly meant to be a Utopian society based on patriarchy and socialism and the Grumpy Old Prick mantra of ignorance is bliss and God'll get ya' if you ain't dumb was spread...(sock drawer denizens please refrain from reading as your misshapen little heads could explode.)
You make a good point though (two of them, certainly)(little pink rosebuds... but I digress...) in any event, of course Adam and Eve were created to be servants! How could I have overlooked it! And the snakeskin shoe thing, another brilliant insight! I just love you and would like to HUG you and SQUEEZE you if I had any strength left in my arms, which I don't, but I would. What would a loving god create people for if not to serve him! You're a doll. Send me some panties please that I might celebrate your absent loins.