The bartender looks at him and says “get out, we don’t serve ropes in here!”
The rope goes outside and cuts himself in half and ties his two sections together. Not pleased with his appearance, he takes a comb and combs out his ends.
He walks back into the bar and the bartender says “hey, aren’t you that rope I just kicked out?”
And the rope replied “no, I’m a frayed knot.”...
