The inventor of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle, Arthur Davidson, died and
went to heaven. At the gates, St Peter told Arthur, "Since your
motorcycles have changed the world, your reward is, you can hang out with
anyone you want in Heaven."
Arthur thought about it for a minute and then said, "I want to hang out
with God."
St Peter took Arthur to the Throne Room, and introduced him to God.
God recognized Arthur and commented, "Okay, so you were the one who
invented motorcycles, eh?"
Arthur said, "Yeah, that's me...."
God commented: "Well what's the big deal in inventing something that's
pretty unstable, makes noise and pollution, and can't run without road?"
Arthur was apparently embarrassed, but finally spoke, "Excuse me, but
aren't you the inventor of women?"
God said, "Ah , yes."
Well said Arthur "professional to professional, you have some major design
flaws in your invention:
1 There's too much inconsistency in the front-end protrusion
2 it chatters constantly at high speeds
3 Most of the rear ends are too soft and wobble too much
4 the intake is placed way too close to the exhaust
5 and the maintenance costs are outrageous!!"
Hmmmm, you may have some good points there, "replied God, "hold on." God
went to his celestial super-computer, typed in a few words and waited for
the results. The computer then printed out a slip of paper. "Well, it may
be true that my invention is flawed," God said to Arthur, "but according to
these numbers, more men are riding my invention than yours".


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