Harley's

The founder of the Harley  Davidson Motorcycle Corporation, Arthur Davidson, died and went  to heaven.   

At the gates, St. Peter told  Arthur, "You've been 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,

"So you were the one who  invented the Harley Davidson motorcycles, eh?"  

Arthur said, "Yeah, that's  me..." God commented, "Well, what's the big deal about inventing something  that's pretty unstable, makes noise and pollution, and can't run without a  road!?!"

Arthur was 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.