Damn Eve!

Today is the day I swear with a 'haqq Eva'. And I mean it. Why the hell did she have to drag me into the picture? She wanted the apple, I have plenty of those in here. Oh come on Eve, what difference would it have made if you had a lesser-quality apple. And how lame were you, to be convinced by a snake of all things? It's slimy, looks ugly, and you actually took the time to talk to it. Not very ladylike. I'd talk to a diamond, not a snake. Snakes had better keep their distance because my screaming will render them deaf in a second. How I hate reptiles, except for the playful 'gremxul' in the sun. The others can go to hell, but as Eve did it, she sent me hell every four weeks. So I guess I am allowed to swear at her. And where, tell me, was Adam? Tinkering with his privates or what? It comes across as very strange to me that in the very beginning of the world, Eve had all the freedom she wanted. But then again, of course she had, Adam needn't have worried about her going with any other man or woman because there were none. Walking around naked; I think that's so cool especially in these not so cool temperatures. I would if I could. And I could but I wouldn't. So no other men or women for Eve, but a snake. That's not even close to bestiality, perhaps something I'd call reptilism? Whatever the case, I'm suffering. And swearing. And I'm allowed to, because it's all her fault. Or was it? What was it that Adam wasn't providing, for Eve to be enthralled by a snake like that?