The inventor of the  Harley-Davidson motorcycle, Arthur Davidson, 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,for your reward 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 the Harley Davidson  motorcycle?"

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,Excus e! me, but aren't You the inventor of  woman?"

God said, "Ah,  yes."

"Well," said Arthur,  "professional to professional, you have some 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 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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more men are riding my invention than urs ...lol