...and orders a beer. The bartender says, "I'm sorry, but we don't serve strings here."
The string slumps away. A few minutes later he goes back to the bar and orders a beer. The bartender, looking a little exasperated, says, "I told you, we don't serve strings here."
So the string goes outside, completely dejected. Then he gets an idea. He ties himself in a loop and unravels his top. Then he walks back into to the bar and orders a beer.
The bartender squints at him and says, "Hey, aren't you that string?"
And the string says, "Nope, I'm a frayed knot."
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I love that one.
So, have you heard the one about the dog?
Posted by Nic at May 26, 2005 08:25 PM