Why did the Chicken cross the road?
LA Police Department: Give us five minutes with the chicken and we’ll find out!
Einstein: Did the chicken really cross the road or did the road move under the chicken?
Captain James T. Kirk: To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.
Pat Buchanan: To steal a job from a decent, hardworking American.
Saddam Hussein: This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were quite justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on the chicken.
Freud: The fact that you are at all concerned that chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.
Karl Marx: It was a historical inevitability.
Grandpa: In my day, we didn’t ask why the chicken crossed the road. Someone told us that the chicken had crossed the road and that was good enough for us.
Bill Clinton: Because in a lapse of judgement I mislead the chicken. However Kenneth Starr’s report on the matter was uncalled for.
Colonel Sanders: Did I miss one?
Richard M. Nixon: 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.
Martin Luther King, Jr.: I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads without having their motives called into question.
Aristotle: It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.
Ronald Reagan: What chicken?
Bill Gates: I have just released Chicken Coop 2000, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your checkbook, and Explorer is an inextricable part of the operating system.
Jerry Seinfeld: Why does anyone cross a road? I mean, why doesn’t anyone ever think to ask, What the heck was this chicken doing walking around all over the place, anyway?
Oliver Stone: The question is not, Why did the chicken cross the road? Rather, it is, Who was crossing the road at the same time, whom we overlooked in our haste to observe the chicken crossing?
JFK: Ask not what your road can do for your chicken – ask what your chicken do for your road!
Darwin: Chickens, over great periods of time, have been naturally selected in such a way that they are now genetically disposed to cross roads.
Machiavelli: The point is that the chicken crossed the road. Who cares why? The end of crossing the road justifies whatever motive there was.
Moses: 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.
Hamlet: To cross or not to cross, that is the question!
Kindergarten teacher: To get to the other side!