still raining

a long long time ago, some gods where playing at making people.

after a hard day's work, they came up with a satisfactory prototype and breathed life into it.

the prototype seemed to work well at first, it talked, it walked, it reproduced (more than one prototype was created, obviously)

the gods, however, had the niggly feeling that something was wrong. and then they worked it out: while the prototypes talked they weren't understanding each other, when they walked, they were going nowhere, and when they reproduced they just made exact replicas of the same mistakes.

so the gods sent a furious amount of rain to wash it all away, and it's still raining.

Update:
(actually it has just stopped)