Arthur Davidson meets God

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, your reward is, you can hang

out with anyone you want to 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, "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 rear ends are too soft and wobble too

much.

4. The intake is placed way too close to the

exhaust.

5. The maintenance costs are outrageous!!!!

"Hmmmmm, you may have some good points there,"

replied God, "hold on."

God went to his Celestial supercomputer, 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!