Arthur Davidson, of the Harley Davidson Motorcycle Corporation,
dies and goes to heaven. At the gates, an angel tells
Davidson, "Well, you've been such a good guy and your
motorcycles have changed the world. As a reward, you
can hang out with anyone you want to in Heaven."

Davidson thinks about it and says, "I wanna hang out
with God, Himself." The befeathered fellow at the Gates
takes Arthur to the Throne Room and introduces him to
God. Arthur then asks God, "Hey, aren't you the inventor
of Woman?"

God says, "Ah, yes."

"Well," says Davidson, "You have some major design flaws
in your invention:

1. there's too much front end protrusion

2. it chatters at high speeds

3. the rear end wobbles too much, and

4. the intake is placed too close to the exhaust."

"Hmmm..." replies God, "hold on."

God goes to the Celestial Supercomputer, types in a
few keystrokes, and waits for the result. The computer
prints out a slip of paper and God reads it. "It may
be that my invention is flawed," God replies to Arthur
Davidson, "but according to My Computer, more people
are riding my invention than yours."