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 a road" Arthur was apparently
embarrassed, but finally spoke, "Excuse me, but aren't you the
inventor of woman" 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 have some good points there..." replied God, "it may be
true that my invention is flawed, but according to my calculations,
more men are riding my invention than yours!"
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