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The M8 goes into a local bar after a hard day and asks the barman for a wee Glenlivet Archive. The M8 is joined almost immediately by the M74 who also partakes of the amber. They engage in small talk when suddenly the M74 gets nervous, drinks up and says 'Right that's me i'm out of here'. The M8 says 'Whats the matter?' and the M74 points over to a small dirty single track sitting on its own in the corner. 'Oh aye, says the M8, i see what you mean, i'm outta here as well.'
They both put their coats on and are about to leave when the barman asks ''scuse me a minute do you mind telling me why you're both leaving so suddenly? Is there anything wrong with the bar ?'
The M8 replies 'Oh no pal, there's nothing wrong with the bar just the clientele... see that guy over there in the corner?' he's not just a small harmless track he's a ****ing 'cyclepath'
They both put their coats on and are about to leave when the barman asks ''scuse me a minute do you mind telling me why you're both leaving so suddenly? Is there anything wrong with the bar ?'
The M8 replies 'Oh no pal, there's nothing wrong with the bar just the clientele... see that guy over there in the corner?' he's not just a small harmless track he's a ****ing 'cyclepath'