10/22/02

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 Throne Room, and
introduced him to God. Arthur then asked God, "Hey, 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."