A length of Rope went into a bar, sat on a stool, and ordered a beer. The Bartender
said, “We don’t serve Ropes here.” Dismayed and disappointed, the Rope went out and then
got an idea. He stopped a man and asked, “Will you please tie a knot in me and separate my
strands at both ends?”. The man obliged, and with this done, the Rope went back into the bar
and again ordered a beer. The Bartender looked him over and said, “Say, aren’t you the same
rope who was in here before? ” “No,” was the reply, “I’m a frayed knot.”