A piece of string walks into a bar. He jumps up on a bar stool and demands, “Barkeep! Let’s have a drink down here!”

The bartender looks the string over and replies, “Hell no! I don’t serve string in this here establishment!”

The string waves around a wad of cash and exclaims, “Look, man, I’ve got money, you don’t have much business, pour me a pint!”

The bartender snarls. “I TOLD you, I don’t serve string at this bar! Now get lost!”

Dejected, the string leaves the bar. As he exits, he makes his way around the corner, sits down, messes up his hair and twists himself all up enough to be nearly unrecognizable.

At this point he returns to the bar and once again hops up on the bar stool.

“Barkeep! Let’s have a drink down here!”

The bartender eyes him warily.

“Say, aren’t you that very same piece of string I just booted out of here?”

The string responds, “Nope, I’m a frayed knot!”

I told you it was stupid! If you like this, I have worse! 😀