@ tt13. Seeing your last reply reminds me of another 'shaggy dog story'....
Two pieces of string walk into a bar and the bartender looks at them suspiciously. He says Sorry, boys, we don't serve your kind here. So the pieces of string walk out again.
They're sitting in the gutter outside and feeling really thirsty when one piece of string says Hey! I've got an idea to get me into the bar.
So he starts twisting and turning, wriggling this way and that, pulling out a few threads here and there. His mate's looking at him and thinks he's gone completely nuts.
Then the piece of string walks back into the bar. The bartender looks at him a little suspiciously again and says Here, you're not a bit of string, are you?
The piece of string replies No, I'm a frayed knot. .....::11:
