OK... last one, I promise.
Three ropes hop into a bar and a grab a table.
1st rope hops up the the bartender and says, "Barkeep, how about a pitcher of beer?"
Bartender eyes him up and down and says, "We don't serve ropes in here."
The dejected rope hopped back to the table to report the bad news.
The 2nd rope says, "I'll handle this." He gets the bartender's attention and asks for some cigars.
Bartender gruffly replies "Ay -- told your buddy, we don't serve ropes in here!"
Same as the 1st, back to the table, where the 3rd rope says "I got this!"
He hops to the men's room, pulls out a comb, runs it vigorously through all of his fibers, twists himself all up, and makes his way back to the bar.
"Hey Bartender, hows about a pitcher of beer?"
The bartender eyes him closely and asks, "Hey - -aren't you a rope??"
To which he replies.... (wait for it.....)
"Nope, I'm afraid not..."
"Frayed Knot" get it? tehe
