Adom and the newly-created-from-spare-rib being stared at each other for a while.  Adom declared, “You are new.  You are Something.  You need a name.”   At this they both stared at each other for a while longer.  Said Adom, “Hmmm.  Let’s see.  You were created from a bit of something that was separated from me and used to make you.   How about we call you ‘Cleavage’?”   The new one blinked and stared at Adom for a while.  Said Cleavage, “I don’t think I like that.  How about we get Gawd to give me a better name?”   “Gawd,” cried out Cleavage.   “GAWD?”    The silence that followed felt eerily foreboding of things to come.    As there was no answer, they put the name issue on hold and decided to get on with the multiplying.  

Neither of them had any idea what this multiplication thing was supposed to look like.  At first they decided to stare at each other.   Nothing happened.   Then they decided to touch each other.  Nothing happened.   Then they decided to try to wiggle their ears and make spit bubbles.  Nothing happened.   After several days of fruitless efforts, they were both feeling an emptiness welling up from inside.   “Maybe this is the multiplying thing,” they both concluded.   So, being in the Garden of Eatin, they decided to fill this new emptiness with something.  They began to consume whatever they came across.  After a while, the emptiness went away, but still nothing happened.  Until…

After several weeks, Gawd returned to check in on the new couple.  Adom and Cleavage joyfully ran to Gawd, and with great eagerness they told Gawd all that had happened.  “We have discovered multiplication!   We have been eating of the Garden of Eatin.   Behold!   We have multiplied all over the landscape!”

Gawd was silent.

With restraint, spoke Gawd, “This is Crap.  This is not what I had in mind.  Please try something else.”

Cried Adom and Cleavage, "But we took grapes and radishes and made smiley faces on them!"

Said Gawd, "No, something else."