yonson
05-03-2001, 11:07 PM
Henry Ford died and went to heaven. At the gates, an angel told Ford, "Well, you've been such a good guy and your invention - the assembly line - changed the world. As a
reward, you can hang out with anyone you want to in Heaven."
Ford thinks about it and says, "I want to hang out with God Himself."
The be-feathered fellow at the Gates took Ford to the Throne Room and introduced him to God. Ford then asked God, "Hey, aren't you the inventor of Woman?"
God said, "Ah, yes."
"Well," said Ford, "you have some major design flaws in your invention:
1. there's too much front-end protrusion
2. it chatters at high speeds
3. maintenance is very costly
4. it constantly needs repainting and refinishing
5. it is out of commission 5 or 6 of every 28 days
6. the rear end wobbles too much, and
7. The intake is placed too close to the exhaust."
"Hmmm," replied God, "hold on." God went to the Celestial Supercomputer, typed in a few keystrokes, and waited for the results.
The computer printed out a slip of paper.
"It may be that my invention is flawed," God replied to Henry Ford,"but according to statistics, more men are riding my invention than yours!"
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Chris Johnson
http://personal.ayrix.net/~johnson/sig.jpg
85 Merkur XR4Ti
93 Mustang Lx 377
97 F-150
http://personal.ayrix.net/~johnson/
Speed is my drug, there is NO cure!!!
reward, you can hang out with anyone you want to in Heaven."
Ford thinks about it and says, "I want to hang out with God Himself."
The be-feathered fellow at the Gates took Ford to the Throne Room and introduced him to God. Ford then asked God, "Hey, aren't you the inventor of Woman?"
God said, "Ah, yes."
"Well," said Ford, "you have some major design flaws in your invention:
1. there's too much front-end protrusion
2. it chatters at high speeds
3. maintenance is very costly
4. it constantly needs repainting and refinishing
5. it is out of commission 5 or 6 of every 28 days
6. the rear end wobbles too much, and
7. The intake is placed too close to the exhaust."
"Hmmm," replied God, "hold on." God went to the Celestial Supercomputer, typed in a few keystrokes, and waited for the results.
The computer printed out a slip of paper.
"It may be that my invention is flawed," God replied to Henry Ford,"but according to statistics, more men are riding my invention than yours!"
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Chris Johnson
http://personal.ayrix.net/~johnson/sig.jpg
85 Merkur XR4Ti
93 Mustang Lx 377
97 F-150
http://personal.ayrix.net/~johnson/
Speed is my drug, there is NO cure!!!