“I’m the hardest!.” says the tarmac, “All the roads in the country are made from me bitch!.” “I’m the hardest” says the stone, “Every mountain in the world is made from me!” 2 minutes later, a piece of a bicycle lane strolls in, orders a whiskey and silently sits down in the corner. A hush falls over the bar. Sensing some hostility, the barman tries to keep the peace. “Hey guys, whose the hardest?” “We’re hard, but that guy’s a cycle path.”
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