Three pieces of string enter a bar and grab a table.
Posted by
Max
May 2 '22, 08:01
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Three pieces of string enter a bar and grab a table. First one goes up to the bar to order a round and comes back empty-handed. Saying, "They won't serve us because we're strings." Second one goes to the bar to try and comes back with the same story. Third one twists himself into a pretzel shape and then messes up the the threads in his upper end and heads to the bar. "Hey, aren't you one of those strings that came in? We don't serve your kind here!"
"No sir, I'm a frayed knot."
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