Tarmac

[klogan45]

Two pieces of tarmac were sat chatting in the pub. One looked at the other and said "I'm really hard me, 20,000 cars go over me an hour. Look at that, not a ripple or a wrinkle"
The other one said"I'm really hard, 35000 cars and hour and not a ripple or a wrinkle, now that's hard"
With that a small piece of green tarmac walked in and sat at the bar drinking. The 35000 cars an hour bit of tarmac hid in the bog untill the green tarmac left. When he came out of hiding his mate said " I thought that you are really hard, how come you hid away?"
"You got to watch him" he said "he's a cyclepath"