Serving String

Just then, a piece of string walked into the bar.

“Oh hell no,” yelled Reala, “I don’t serve pieces of string here!”

“Darn,” grumbled the piece of string. She wandered back outside, looped herself up and over then tattered her ends up. While straightening her tie she walked back in.

Reala eyed her with suspicion. “Aren’t you the piece of string I threw out a moment ago?”

“No luv,” she replied. “I’m a frayed knot.”

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46 thoughts on “Serving String”

    1. Hmmm. I’d say more comedians and old horror hands. I have a deep love of the classic British Hammer Horror films and pre-80s weird fiction. The TV series of Day of the Triffids was fantastic. On the humour side, I love Tommy Cooper and the Two Ronnies. I imagine it shows knowing that haha!

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