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Klara, this should end this joke thing!: A piece of string slithers into a bar, and gets on the barstool, and orders a scotch. the bartender says "get out of here, we don't serve strings! The string thinks for a minute, then ties himself into a knot, crawls around on the floor until he is all raggedy, and jumps back on the stool. He agains asks for a scotch. The bartender is annoyed, and says, didn't I tell you WE DON'T SERVE STRINGS HERE, and YOU, are a STRING!??! The string answers "I'm Afraid not!" (Frayed knot) Well if the PUN POLICE don't get me for that one, they never will! Ken B