The founder 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.”
Davidson thought about it for a minute and then said, “I want to hang out with God.”
St. Peter took him to the Throne Room, and introduced him to Almighty.
God recognized Davidson and commented, “Okay, so you were the one who popularized motorcycles, eh?”
Arthur said, “Yes, that’s me…”
God commented, “Well, what’s the big deal in something that’s unstable, makes noise and pollution, and can’t run without a road?”
Arthur Davidson was apparently embarrassed, but finally spoke, “Excuse me but aren’t you the inventor of woman?”
God said, “Ah, yes.”
“Well,” said Davidson, professional to professional, you have some major design flaws in your invention.
- There’s too much inconsistency in the front-end protrusion
- It chatters constantly at high speeds
- 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
“Hmmm, 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 Davidson, “but according to these numbers, more men are riding my invention than yours.”
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