Adam : Eve , what are you doing with that apple?
Eve : About to have breakfast, of course. What do you think I want
to do with it - make history?
Adam : And I suppose it just fell on your head.
Eve : You'll never discover anything that way.
Adam : You mean you picked it off a tree?
Eve : Of course! The one by the river.
Adam : You mean the one surrounded by an electric fence?
Eve : Yes. But they're waiting for electrons to be discovered
before they turn it on.
Adam : Shocking! Don't you know that that apple is forbidden?
Eve : Is it hazardous to my health in any way? An apple a day
keeps the medical insurance away, you know.
Adam : But not this one! Surely you can find some other tree.
Eve : Alright, you find em, I'll buy em.
Adam : Buy? Is that one of your inane neologisms, along with 'deer',
'sky', 'pig', 'taxes' and all those other concoctions?
Eve : One day you may understand. In the meantime, this colloquy
isn't filling my stomach. Look here, apple + Eve = yum.
Adam : Do that and we'll be on the eve of appellating thorns and
weeds.
Eve : Fiddlesticks!
Adam : There you go again, naming everything you see.
Eve : I've had enough of your whining - now watch and weep.
Adam : Weep? What is that %@#*!& word?
Eve : How sinful! You mustn't use swear words!
Adam : What's sin?
Eve : Burp!
Dinoj Surendran @ 1995