"That is a fair point, "replied God, "but it was my first shot at this, you know. I gave the animals six breasts, so I figured that you needed only half of those, but I see that you are right. I will fix it up right away." God reached down, removed the middle breast, and tossed it into the bushes.
Three weeks passed, and God once again visited Eve in the garden. "Well, Eve, how is my favorite creation now?" "Just fantastic," she replied, "but for one oversight on your part. You see all the animals are paired off. The ewe has a ram and the cow has her bull. All the animals have a mate except me. I feel so alone."
God thought for a moment and said, "You know, Eve, you are right. How could I have overlooked this? You do need a mate and I will immediately create a man from a part of you....Now let's see...Where did I put that useless boob?"
Now, doesn't THAT make more sense than that business about the rib?