Jehovah shmehovah.
"Please, wearing clothing is optional." I sure wouldn't want to see some of those uglies nekid, myself included!
Now, pray tell, I am going to hijack this thread. Just what the hell were you supposed to do all day? Eat fruit, play with tigers, garden, WHAT WHAT WHAT?
Study insects? Clean up bird shit? Worry about what your neighbours thought about you, lest you be stoned to death?
Be married and never have sex, because the erf would be full. "Honey, I sure wish that I could jump your bones, but, you know, I don't want any more kids, and if we do, then we'll be killed."
Let's sit about and have some more fruit. Oh, brother and sister nosey are coming over. And they're the nekid type, so don't look at her boobs too much. Boy, brother XXX sure has a small penis, eh? Oh, honey, do you have any watermelon? How about some cabbage? Yes, I think carrots would be lovely, thanks. Do you enjoy brussell sprouts? I think that they would love some brussell sprouts. What will we speak of? Oh, let's talk of lovely things, like how big my cantalopes are. My, they sure grew big in the garden this year! (of course you dont' mean anything sexual, because you'd be killed instantly). After we're done, we can go visit the cheezy waterfall just down the path from us. It's such a garden! Oooh, look, someone planted a new papaya tree. Look, the tigers are eating straw again. Isn't that lovely. I sure miss my computer. I sure miss my car. But this is so much better; living like a freakin' hippie. I don't miss sex at all! My wee wee doesn't even seem to work now. It may as well fall off. PRAISE JAH!
Well, that was a nice visit. I guess tomorrow I'll go do some more dammed gardening again. Jeez, I hate gardening. I hate it so much... that's all I do! I garden and garden AND GARDEN AND GARDEN! Working with wood sucks, too. I chopped my finger off, and bingo! It grew back! Whoopity freakin' doo! I built this house, it's all done, there's nothing to do. Ther'es no news, there's nothing to do. Just garden, garden, garden, play with the stinky tigers and snakes and garden stupid canataloupe. Eat it, go back out gardening. Look at insects, look at that stupid waterfall again for the thousandth time! Oh, there's that weirdo naked couple again... wow! What's new? Oh, nothing. Just gardening. My, my rhutabaga's are sure doing well this year, as is everything else. Oh, did you hear? My husband's weiner fell off. Lack of use. He's out playing with the hippo's, again. Or the snakes. Or he's at that stupid waterfall again. It hasn't changed in years./... yet there's nothing else to do. I baked some bread, do you want some?
I just can't fathom it. I don't want to live in that stupid, idiodic world.