A motorway walks
into a
pub one day. He goes up to the bar and orders himself a drink.
He
just sits down when in walks a strip of tarmac.
The motorway
sees the tarmac and starts to panic so he jumps over the
bar and ducks
down so it won’t see him. The barman looks down at him
and says,
„What’s the matter with you? Why are you hiding? You’ve got
six
lanes and two hard shoulders. Why are you frightened of a piece of
tarmac?
The motorway replies, „You don’t know him like I do.
He’s a
cyclepath.“
