...what's wrong my son?
I'm very sad and lonely God, I wish I had a companion.
So god says: I will make you the perfect companion; she will always be faithful, beautiful, will never get fat, will always be there for you, will never talk back to you and always obey you.
Adam says: That's amazing God, sounds like the perfect companion. What's the catch?
Son I will need one of you balls to make her.
Adam thinks long and hard...after several minutes he asks God:
What can I get for a rib?
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