Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road?

The Bible: And God came down from the heavens, and He said unto the chicken, "Thou shalt cross the road." And the chicken crossed the road, and there was much rejoicing.


Colonel Sanders: "I missed one?"



L.A. Police Department: Give us five minutes with the chicken and we'll find out.

Bill Clinton: The chicken did not cross the road. I repeat, the chicken did not cross the road. I don't know any chickens. I have never known any chickens.

Dr. Seuss: Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes!, the chicken crossed the road. But why it crossed, I've not been told!

Ernest Hemingway: To die. In the rain.


Grandpa: In my day, we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Someone told us that the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough for us.

Bill Clinton (again): I did not cross the road with THAT chicken.

Captain James T. Kirk: To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.

Fox Mulder: You saw it cross with your own eyes. How many more chickens have to cross before you believe it?

Machiavelli: The point is that the chicken crossed the road. Who cares why? The end of crossing the road justifies whatever motive there was.

Freud: The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.



Einstein: Did the chicken really cross the road or did the road move beneath the chicken?

Bill Clinton (also, again): Define "cross."