A string walks into a bar and asks for a beer. The bartender looks at him and says, “We don’t serve strings.”
The string is annoyed and leaves the bar. Maybe he misheard? He walks back in and orders a drink. “Didn’t you hear? We don’t serve strings!”
Mad as hell, the string walks outside and throws himself angrily on the floor, swaying in every direction and dragging himself around.
He walks back into the bar, where the bartender looks at him, dubious…
“Hey, are you a string?”
“No, I’m a frayed knot!”
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