A piece of string walks into a bar…

…and the bartender says, “Sorry, we don’t serve your kind here.” So, the string goes outside, twists himself around, and ruffles up one of his ends and then walks back into the bar. The bartender asks, “Aren’t you the piece of string I just kicked out?” The string then replies,

“I’m a frayed knot.”

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