Who's better?

The inventor of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle,�

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 to 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.�

God recognized Arthur and commented, "Okay, so�

you were the one who invented the�

Harley-Davidson motorcycle?"�

Arthur said, "Yeah, that's me...."�

God commented: "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�

spoke, "Excuse me, but aren't you the inventor of woman?"�

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God said, " Ah, yes."�

"Well ," said Arthur, "professional to�

professional, you have some major design flaws�

in your invention:�

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1. There's too much inconsistency in the front-end protrusion

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2. It chatters constantly at high speeds

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3. Most rear ends are too soft and wobble too much

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4. The intake is placed way too close to the exhaust �

5. The maintenance costs are outrageous!!!!

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"Hmmmmm, you may have some good points there,"�

� replied God, "hold on."

� God went to his Celestial supercomputer, 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.