A Good Harley Story
> 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 women?
>
> 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 speed
> 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..zz..