Some Biker jokes...

[sels1]

WOW!! Did you come up with that by yourself

That ones been around since Muldoon was PM (probably longer)

[scumdog]

Uh, much as I hate Harleys, I'd have to say I'd rather ride a Harley than a woman - but that's just a woman talking here!

Makes sense, - nobody got the clap off a Harley, nobody got sued by a Harley, nobody got divorced by a Harley, nobody got two-timed by a Harley, nobody got made to lie on the wet spot by a Harley..... etc etc....

On the other hand......

[Dilligaf]

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?"

God said, " Ah, yes."
"Well ," said Arthur, "professional to
professional, you have some major design flaws in your invention:

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



2. It chatters constantly at high speeds


3. Most 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 outrageous!!!!


"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.

[Daffyd]

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 Big G."

St Peter took him to the throne room and introduced him to God.

God recognised Arthur and commented, "Okay, so you're 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 up. "Excuse me, but aren't You the One who invented women?"

God said, "Ah, yes."

"Well," said Arthur, "professional to professional, you have some major design flaws in your own invention...

1. There's too much inconsistency in the front-end protrusion.
2. It chatters constantly at high speeds.
3. Most rear ends are way too soft and wobble too much.
4. The intake is placed far too close to the exhaust.
5. The maintenance costs are outrageous!

"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 printer burst into life and spat out a page. God read it.

"Well, it may be that my invention is flawed, but according to these numbers, more men are riding my invention than yours."