ShyMistress
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Joined: 6/21/2006 From: your sexiest nightmare ;) Status: offline
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Arthur Davidson, the inventor of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle, dies and goes to heaven. At heaven's gates, St.Peter tells Arthur, "Since you've been such a good man and your motorcycles have changed the world, your reward is that you can hang out with anyone you want in heaven." Arthur thinks about it for a minute, then he says, "I want to hang out with God." St. Peter agrees and takes Arthur to the Throne Room and introduces him to God. God recognizes Arthur and comments, "Okay, so you were the one who invented the Harley Davidson motorcycle?" Arthur says, "Yes, that's me." God says, "Well, what's the big deal in inventing something that's pretty unstable, makes noise and pollution, and can't run without a road?" Authur is a little embarrassed, but finally he says, "Excuse me, God, but aren't you the inventor of woman?" God says, "Yes." "Well," says 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. The maintenance costs are enormous!" "Hmmmmm, you have some good points there," replies God, "Hold on." God goes to his Celestial super computer, types in a few words and waits for the results. The computer prints out a slip of paper and God reads it. "Well, Arthur, it may be true that my invention is flawed," God says, "but according to these numbers, more men are riding my invention than yours!"
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