I live to please...
Jun. 15th, 2004 08:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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shellmidwife, who asked:
Three strings walk into a bar. The first string goes up to the bartender and asks for three whiskeys. The bartender looks down at the string and says, "Sorry, buddy - we're not allowed to serve drinks to strings in here."
The second string steps up to see what's the matter. "We're paying customers, and we demand three whiskeys!" he grumbles.
The bartender says, "Listen, fella - I'm just following the rules. No strings allowed in here."
The two strings sulk back to the table and tell the third string, who really gets angry. "I know how to handle this!" he growls as he begins to double over and tie himself into a messy tangle. Swaggering up to the bar with strands flailing in every direction, he shouts, "Bartender! I want three whiskeys, and I want them NOW!"
The bartender casts a suspicious look and asks, "Hey... Aren't you one of those strings that came in here earlier?"
The tangled-up little guy shrugs and states confidently, "Nope, I'm a frayed knot!"
shellmidwife, who asked:Three strings walk into a bar. The first string goes up to the bartender and asks for three whiskeys. The bartender looks down at the string and says, "Sorry, buddy - we're not allowed to serve drinks to strings in here."
The second string steps up to see what's the matter. "We're paying customers, and we demand three whiskeys!" he grumbles.
The bartender says, "Listen, fella - I'm just following the rules. No strings allowed in here."
The two strings sulk back to the table and tell the third string, who really gets angry. "I know how to handle this!" he growls as he begins to double over and tie himself into a messy tangle. Swaggering up to the bar with strands flailing in every direction, he shouts, "Bartender! I want three whiskeys, and I want them NOW!"
The bartender casts a suspicious look and asks, "Hey... Aren't you one of those strings that came in here earlier?"
The tangled-up little guy shrugs and states confidently, "Nope, I'm a frayed knot!"
