this minor road walks into a bar, cute little thing.
before she knows it she is being chatted up by two roads
"what do you think of me, eh? Dual carraigeway all the way, four lanes, loads of traffic, pretty hard, yeah?"
“here, dont listen to him, im way tougher” says the other one "motorway. 120kph, connecting cities, freeflow intercchages!! Nobody is as tough or as hard as me!"
as they’re bragging this little bit of red tarmack comes into the bar, asks for a drink.
the motorway and dual carriageway go quiet, stare at their shoes, shuffle nervously till the bit of red tarmack leaves.
“i thought you two were tough and hard. you looked yellow cowards there with him”
“listen”, says the motorway, “we’re tough - but he’s a cyclepath!”