The M6 motorway for none-UK lot is in a bar and chatting to the M25 big ring road around London, bragging about who's the toughest... M6: "I'm long and thin and those sweet cars ride up and down me all day...

I'm so tough I could crumble you with a single swipe." M25: "That's nothing, those cars take it sweet and slow with me...

I could kill any one of you weakling motorways just by sitting on you!" Meanwhile a little pathway walks into the bar... M6: "You're so weak you couldn't even have him!" M25: "You're f**kin kidding, I'm not going near him" M6: "Why??? Chicken?" M25: "Nah, he's a f**kin cycle path"