... and on the 12th day, God, feeling exceptionally thirsty, noted the glacier had trapped a slurpasaurous, and was fascinated by the funky colours being created as the glacier started to grind the redundant offshoot of evolution...
EVOLUTION...?
Sorry, oh Lord, artistic licence, I assure you that nothing was meant by it...
THAT WORD IS NOT IN MY DICTIONARY, AND I WROTE THE BOOK, YOU HEATHEN...!
Ok boss...
... and on the 12th day, Adam brought it to God's attention that water was a mighty boring libation...
MUCH BETTER...