There's a Motorway and a Dual Carriageway in a really rough pub enjoying a burly pint of cloudy scrumpy to demonstrate just how HARD they are.
The Dual Carriageway is impressing these pretty little A-roads with his central reservation and the Motorway is showing off about his hard shoulder and they're getting on really well.
They are just about to take the A-roads "back to their place" when a pink piece of tarmac walks in through the door. The Motorway and the Duel carriageway turn white with fear and they dive for cover beneath the table.
Well, the A-roads are not impressed at all as you may imagine. The pink tarmac downs a triple vodka and walks out of the bar. The Motorway and Duel carriageway get out from under the table realising that they've blown it with the A-roads.
The first A-road asks the Motorway "Why did you go white and dive for cover when the pink piece of tarmac walked in - you're supposed to be the King of the roads?".
The Motorway replies, "WHY? That guy's a flipping Cycle Path!!"
