One day in the Garden of Eden, Eve called out to God, "Lord, I have a problem!"
"What's the problem, Eve?" God asked her.
"Lord," she said, "I know you've created me and you have provided this beautiful garden and all of these wonderful animals, and that hilarious snake, but I'm just not happy."
"Why is that, Eve?" God asked from above.
"I am lonely. And I'm sick to death of apples," Eve said.
"Well, Eve, in that case, I have a solution," God said. "I shall create a man for you,"
"What's a man?", Eve inquired.
"Man will be a flawed creature, with aggressive tendencies, an enormous ego and an inability to empathize or listen to you properly. All in all, he'll give you a hard time. But, he'll be bigger and faster and more muscular than you. He'll be really good at fighting and kicking a ball about and hunting fleet-footed ruminants, and not altogether bad is a mate."
"Sounds great," said Eve, with an ironically raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, well, he's better than a poke in the eye with a burnt stick, but you can have him on one condition."
"What's that, Lord?" Eve asked.
"You'll have to let him believe that I made him first."