Animals: CHICKEN CROSSING 3 (Not as good as the others...
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~~~ Why did the Chicken cross the road, Part 3 ~~~ Albert Einstein: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road crossed the chicken depends upon your frame of reference. Dr. Seuss: Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Did he use a cattle goad? Yes the chicken crossed the road, but why he crossed it, no one told! Hamlet: Because 'tis better to suffer in the mind the slings and arrows of outrageous road maintenance than to take arms against a sea of oncoming vehicles... Oliver North: National Security was at stake. O.J.: It didn't. I was playing golf with that chicken at the time. Can I have my glove back now? Pyrrho the Skeptic: What road? Emily Dickenson: Because it could not stop for death. Joseph Stalin: I don't care. Catch it. I need its eggs to make my omelet. Douglas Adams: Forty-two. Friedrich Nietzsche: Because if you gaze too long across the Road, the Road gazes also across you. J.R.R. Tolkein: The chicken, sunlight coruscating off its radiant yellow-white coat of feathers, approached the dark, sullen asphalt road and scrutinized it intently with its obsidian-black eyes. Every detail of the thoroughfare leapt into blinding focus: the rough texture of the surface, over which countless tires had worked their relentless tread through the ages; the innumerable fragments of stone embedded within the lugubrious mass, perhaps quarried from the great pits where the Sons of Man labored not far from here; the dull black asphalt itself, exuding those waves of heat which distort the sight and bring weakness to the body; the other attributes of the great highway too numerous to give name. And then it crossed it. Malcolm X: Because it would get across that road by any means necessary. Gary Gygax: Because I rolled a 64 on the "Chicken Random Behaviors" chart on page 497 of Volume 3 of the Chicken Master's Guide. Captian Kirk: To go where no chicken had gone before. Darth Vader: Because it could not resist the power of the Dark Side. Inigo: Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You crossed my father's road. Prepare to die. Aristotle: To actualize its potential. Roseanne Barr: Urrrrrp. What chicken? George Bush: To face a kinder, gentler thousand points of headlights. Julius Caesar: To come, to see, to conquer. Bill the Cat: Oop! Ack! |