A mechanic was removing a cylinder-head from the motor of a motorcycle when he spotted a well-known cardiologist in his shop.
The cardiologist was there waiting for the service manager to come take a look at his bike when the mechanic shouted across the garage ”Hey Doc, want to take a look at this?”
The cardiologist, a bit surprised, walked over to where the mechanic was working on the motorcycle. The mechanic straightened up, wiped his ha nds on a rag and said, ”So Doc, look at this engine. I open its heart, take the valves out, repair any damage, and then put them back in, and when I finish, it works just like new.
So how come I make $39, 675 a year, a pretty small salary and you get the really big bucks ($1, 695, 759) when you and I are doing basically the same work?”
The cardiologist paused, smiled and leaned over, then whispered to the mechanic................................
”Try doing it with the engine running.”
A man decided that he was going to ride a 10 speed bike from Phoenix to Flagstaff. He got as far as Black Canyon City before the mountains just became too much and he could go no farther.
He stuck his thumb out but after 3 hours, hadn’t gotten a single person to stop. Finally a guy in a Corvette pulled over and offered him a ride. Of course, the bike wouldn’t fit in the car.
The owner of the Corvette found a piece of rope lying by the highway and tied it to his bumper. He tied the other end to the bike and told the man that if he got to going to fast, to honk the horn on his bike and that he would slow down.
Everything went fine for the first 30 miles. Suddenly, another Corvette blew past them.
Not to be outdone, the Corvette pulling the bike took off after the other.
A short distance down the road, the Corvettes, both going well over 120 mph, blew through a speed trap.
The police officer noted the speeds from his radar gun and radioed to the other officer that he had 2 Corvettes headed his way at over 120 mph.
He then relayed, ”and your not going to believe this, but there’s guy on a 10 speed bike honking to pass”.
Mr Honda, of the Honda Motorcycle Corporation, died and went to heaven for judgment. At the gates, St. Peter told Mr Honda, ”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 in Heaven.”
Mr Honda thought about it for a minute and then said, ”I want to hang out with God. I have a question for Him.”
St. Peter took Mr Honda to the Throne Room and introduced him to God. Mr. Honda then asked God, ”Aren’t you the inventor of women?”
God Said, ”Ah, yes. Indeed I am”.
”Well,” said Mr Honda, ”Professional to professional, you have some major
design flaws in your design;
1- There’s too much inconsistency in the front-end protrusion.
2- It chatters constantly at high speeds.
3- Most of the rear ends are too soft and have excessive wobble.
4- The intake is placed way too close to the exhaust.
5- Plus the monthly down time and aggravation are outrageous, and I don’t
even wanna start talking about the maintenance costs.
”Hmmmm, you do raise some good points” replied God, ”Lets have a wee look.”
God went to his Celestial super computer, typed in a few things and waited for the results. After a moment God said, ”Well, it may be true that my invention seems to be flawed, but according to these numbers, more men are riding my invention than yours.”