When I was about seven I was living in Cyprus opposite a pomegranate grove connected to a convent. One day I wandered into their grove and temptation got the better of me. I reached up and picked the biggest pomegranate I'd ever set eyes on. It was about the same size as a large grapefruit. Horror of horrors, who should see me but one of the nuns, who descended on me wagging her finger so fast I couldn't see it move! She was kicking up such a fuss about it, in the end the abbess came out of her office to find out what was going on. Now I couldn't speak a word of Greek - still can't, but I knew I was in trouble! I let this nun have her say and then with totally innocent big brown eyes looked up into her face and said: "No - come." I then led them on a merry dance all the way round their grounds, found one tree in particular, pointed to the ground, and said: "There." Offering it back, to which the Mother Superior burst out laughing, kissed my head and replied: "No. no. You take, little boy. You take." So off I skipped, leaving this other nun literally jumping up and down screaming her head off in blind rage that Mother Superior would choose to prefer to take the word of a seven year-old kid to that of a material witness!
Proof indeed that if there was a God, He most CERTAINLY had a sense of humour! 
I was a holy terror in my time
Well, to create a Planet as unique and perfect as Earth and then put a species on it to Screw it up..........takes one hell of a sense of humour.........if maybe a little weird.
