Bad Apple
I lived in this lovely place once. There was just me and my bloke, all of the wonders of nature and it was so private, I just loved to swan about au naturel and there was this big spirit thing looking after us, treating us right and keeping us well fed.

So there I was one day, walking through the fields, and I get to this lovely apple tree, and this voice in my head goes 'go on, take one'. So I do, grab a bite, and give a bit to the old fella too.

And then, what do you know, someone whacks a leaf over my lady bits, kicks me and the old man out of this 'paradise' of some sort and then I get blamed for all the sins of man!

And nothing so much as a warning neither!

Anyway, I got off lightly, better than being flooded, turned into a pillar of salt or being rained on by fire and brimstone. And as for that Lilith lass, well our Adam was better off without her.

Yours,

Eve.

*Edited for pedants.
(scentless_apprentice takes two bottles into the shower!, Fri 26 Oct 2007, 15:42, 3 replies)

Rather than al fresco, don't you mean
au naturel?

For example, if there were people from the city having lunch in the park, I believe that is called al fresco.

(sorry, it's Friday. I'm in a silly mood)
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Fri 26 Oct 2007, 16:10, closed)

Al Bundy

( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Fri 26 Oct 2007, 16:14, closed)

fibbs
and didnt god say something about eatingth not of thyne apple tree? no warnimg my ass, you evil bint!
(lazy killer robot found that beer tastes better when your older, Mon 29 Oct 2007, 4:04, closed)