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The scientist approached God and said,
"Listen, we've decided we no longer need you.
Nowadays, we can clone people, tranplant hearts
and do all kinds of things that were once considered miraculous."
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God patiently heard him out, and then said,
"All right. To see whether or not you still need me,
why don't we have a man-making contest?"
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"Okay, great!" the scientist said.
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"Now, we're going to do this just like I did back
in the old days with Adam," God said.
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"That's fine," replied the scientist,
and bent to scoop up a handful of dirt.
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"Whoa!" God said, shaking his head in disapproval.
"Not so fast, pal. You go get your own dirt!"
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