So a string walks into a bar, climbs up on the bar and tries to order a drink.
The bartender says "hey, we don't serve alcohol to strings".

The string sits for a minute, then tries to order a drink. The bartenders says "listen, I already told you we don't serve strings, so get!"

He waits, then asks for a drink again. This time the bartender picks up the string, and hangs it out the window, and drops it. "I told ya twice, I don't serve strings! Now stay out!!"



The string collects himself, wipes off, and makes his way around to the front of the bar. He looks in. Noone is looking. He walks in, and goes into the corner. He quickly ties himself in a knot, and messes up his hair. He shakes and rolls on the floor. He looks different.

He makes his way to the bar again, crawls up, and attempts to order a drink. The bartender turns around, turns red, and yells "Arent you the string I JUST threw out of here?!?!?"






"I'm a frayed knot" was the reply..