A piece of Red Tarmac and a piece of Black Tarmac are sitting in a pub
They're drinking away and the the conversation slowly moves towards boasting.

"I'm part of a motorway. Everyday hundreds of cars travel over me, I'm so hard" Says the Black Tarmac.

"I'm stopping tarmac. Everydays cars use me to break on before traffic lights. They never manage to leave a mark." Boasts old Red Tarmac

"So what?" replies Black Tarmac, "I'm part of the slow lane, do you know how many lorries run over me every day? I've never needed patching."

Just then, as Red Tarmac opens his mouth to speak, the door to the pub swings open and in saunters a piece of Green Tarmac.

Quick as a shot the Black and Red Tarmacs dive over the bar and start cowering in terror under it. Bemused, the barman leans down and asks them, "If you 2 pieces of Tarmac are supposed to be so hard why are you hiding from that piece of Green Tarmac over there?"

Black Tarmac looks up at the bartender and whispers "Look mate, we made be hard but that piece of Green Tarmac over there, he's a Cycle Path!"

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( Crap Little Monkey Deathstar, so good they built it twice, Thu 5 Mar 2009, 13:36, 1 reply)

+1 for the story
and +1 for the link
( thyrf as in turf, but not, Sun 8 Mar 2009, 17:36, closed)