In the beginning God created Eve. And she had three breasts. After three weeks in the garden, God came to visit Eve. "How are things, Eve?" He asked.
"It's all so beautiful, God," she replied, "The sunrises and the sunsets are breathtaking, the smells, the sights, everything is wonderful, but I have this one little problem. It's these three breasts you've 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're a real pain!"
"That's a fair criticism," God said, "but it was my first time creating a human, you know. I gave the animals what, six? So I thought you'd just need half that number, but I see that you are right. I'll fix that right away!"
So God reached down and yanked the middle breast right off, and threw it into the bushes. Three more weeks passed, and God once again visited Eve in the garden.
"Well, Eve, how's my favorite creation?" He asked.
"Just fantastic," she replied, "but for one small thing. You see, I noticed that all the animals you made are paired off. The ewe has her ram, the cow has her bull, all the animals have a mate, except me. I feel so alone," and she begins to cry.
God thought for a moment. "You know, Eve, you're right. How could I have overlooked this? You do need a mate and I will immediately create Man from a part of you!
Now, let's see ... where did I leave that useless boob?"
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