Two pieces of string walked into a bar and as you might expect, the bartender looked at them suspiciously.
He said to them, “Sorry, boys, we don’t serve your kind here”.
So, the pieces of string walked out again.
They were sitting in the gutter outside and feeling really thirsty, when one piece of string said to the other, “Hey! I’ve got an idea to get us into the bar”.
So he started twisting and turning, wriggling this way and that, pulling out a few threads here and there.
His friend was looking at him, thinking he had gone completely nuts.
Then the piece of string got up and walked back into the bar.
The bartender looked at him a little suspiciously again and said, “Here, you’re not a bit of string, are you?”
The piece of string replied, “No, I’m a frayed knot”.
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