String Theory

A string walks into a bar with a few friends and orders a beer. The bartender says, "I'm sorry, but we don't serve strings here."

The string walks away a little upset and sits down with his friends. A few minutes later he goes back to the bar and orders a beer. The bartender, looking a little exasperated, says, "I'm sorry, we don't serve strings here."

So the string goes back to his table. Then he gets an idea. He ties himself in a loop and messes up the top of his hair. Then he walks back up to the bar and orders a beer.

The bartender squints at him and says, "Hey, aren't you a string?"

And the string says, "Nope, I'm a frayed knot."

huh ??

me to, I tire oooo

all in the name of a post

clemcykul:

all in the name of a post

pot calling kettle black

hehehehehe frayed not

@DJ

go to hell and kiss your arse wen u get there. i really dont giv a fu**ck about the lice in your D***CK

mr pot and kettle.

Am enjoying my COKE here.


BRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

He's just a string

where u from come self?