So God says to Adam in the garden of Eden... ...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?