A piece of string walks into a bar and asks for a cold one. The bartender says, "Sorry, we don't serve strings here." The string nods his head and walks out. A few minutes later, the string walks back into the bar wearing a cowboy hat and a raincoat and asks for a beer. The bartender says, "Hey, I know you're a string, get outta my bar." And the string leaves... A few minutes later, the string walks in, this time wearing a David Letterman mask. The bartender rolls his eyes and says, "Listen, these disguises aren't gonna work. I know you're a string!" And once again, the string leaves. Outside the bar, the string is so fraught with anger that he jumps up and down and pounds the ground and twists himself around until he's barely recognizable. He walks into the bar and asks once last time for a beer. The bartender says, "Hey, you're that string, right?" and the string says, "No, sir, I'm a frayed knot."
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lillith1:
*poke*
bigpunkmike:
come to the pool party on saturday at my place...big gathering