Monday, October 19, 2009

String Theory

A piece of string goes into a bar and orders a drink.

"I'm sorry," says the barman "we don't serve string in here."

The piece of string goes outside, ruffles up his hair and goes back in. Again he orders a drink.

"Are you that piece of string that was in here a moment ago?" asks the barman.

"No," he replies "I'm a frayed knot".