Lyrics from "The Frontier Index" by the Silver Jews:
A robot walks into a bar
orders a drink
lays down a bill
The bartender says, hey we don't serve robots
and the robot says, oh but someday you will
Awesome.
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A String walks into a bar, bartender says sorry we don't serve Strings here. String walks down the street, asks person on the corner, Would you mind tying me in a knot, and fraying my edges? Person olbliges, String walks back into bar, bartender says, Didn't I already tell you that we don't serve Strings here? String says "No, I'm A-Frayed Knot"!
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