Arthur Davidson, the inventor of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle, died and
>> went to heaven. At the gates, St. Peter told Arthur, "Since you've been
>> such a good man and 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, 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
>> the Harley Davidson motorcycle?" Arthur said, "Yep, that's me." God said,
>> "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 he said, "Excuse me, but
>> aren't You the inventor of woman?" God said, "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 protrusions;
>>
>> 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 enormous!"
>>
>> "Hmmmmm, you 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 printed out a slip of paper and God read it.
>> "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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