October 17, 2013 3:42 PM PDT
The inventor of the Harley Davidson Motorcycle Corporation, 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 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 Thorne Room, and introduced him to God.
God recognized Arthur and commented, “Okay, so you were the one who invented motorcycles, eh?!" Arthur said, “Yes, that's me..." God commented," Well, what's the big deal inventing something that's pretty unstable, makes a lot of 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. Its chatters at high speeds;
3. Most of the rear ends are too soft and wobble too much;
The intake is placed way too close to the exhaust;
And the maintenance costs are outrageous!!
"Hmm, 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," but according to my numbers, more men ride my invention than yours."
