“God created Adam & Eve, not Adam & some other guy,” Eve said
as her big **** whistled in the wind. “What's up with your cousin?”
She asked Adam. “What do you mean?” He replied. “My ******* are
harder than clutches, even though they ain't been invented, & all he
wants to do is dance in gay clubs, even though there ain't any,” Eve
complained. “He'll figure crap out once he gets a taste of **** from
gay men (1 day when there are many) called Tim, Bosie & Denny!”
Adam said after taking 2 mega-strong aspirins that he hid in a shed.