Man 1, Man 2 and Man 3 sat in their shared office on the top floor of a business building located in the most scientifically advanced city in the world. Moments earlier, at a given signal, they had all pushed their chairs back and gone into their private lounge for Man 1 had said he had a tremendous proposition to make.
His business associates waited for him to begin.
“Let us make Man in our own image.”
“But G—I mean that has been already done.” Man 2, more commonly known as Kidzhero, objected.
“How could you nearly use THAT word,” Nerd scoffed. We have spent a lifetime trying to brainwash the masses into to not believing in, he grimaced, and nearly spat out the word; “God.”“ He turned to Man 1. “Come on, Boss, what is your brilliant idea?”
Boss’ face fell, and he would have tapped his pen on his desk if it would have been in front of him. “Problem is…You Know Who got wind of my idea and He nearly thundered: “Thou shalt not use any of my DNA nor any of the components of any living creature that I have breathed life into.”
“Hmmm, that does make it difficult,” Nerd admitted, “but not impossible. Have you gotten any suggestions?”
