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The inventor of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle,
Arthur Davidson,died and went to heaven.
At the gates, St. Petertold 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 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 onewho 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,
"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 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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