Arthur thought about it for a minute and then said, 'I want to hangout 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 road?' Arthur was apparently embarrassed, but finally spoke, 'Excuse me, but aren't you the inventor of women?'
God said, 'Ah, yes.'
'Well,' said Arthur, 'professional to professional, you have some major design flaws in your invention:
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.