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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 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, "Yep, that's me."
> > >
> > > God said, "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 he said, "Excuse me, but
> > > aren't you the inventor of woman?"
> > >
> > > God said, "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 protrusions;
> > > 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 enormous!;
> > >
> > > "Hmmmmm, you 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."
> > > 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 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, "Yep, that's me."
> > >
> > > God said, "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 he said, "Excuse me, but
> > > aren't you the inventor of woman?"
> > >
> > > God said, "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 protrusions;
> > > 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 enormous!;
> > >
> > > "Hmmmmm, you 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."