A string walks in to a bar …
A string walks in to a bar. Bartender says “we don’t serve your kind here.”
A while later, String comes back to the bar. Bartender says, “look, we do not serve strings here!”
String get frustrated. He steps outside. He’s so mad, he twists himself in to a pretzel. Then he gets an idea, and scrapes his head on the ground, earning him a beautiful ‘do.
String walks right back in to the bar, bartender says “hey buddy, didn’t I just tell you — we don’t serve strings!”
String leans across the bar, looks the bartender in the eye, and replies, “I’m a frayed knot!”
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