bike humour

[chris]

Biker Humour

>

> Arthur Davidson, the inventor of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle,

>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, 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."