An interlude from the Republic of Boredom...
Why did the chicken cross the road?
ARISTOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross the road .
GEORGE W. BUSH: We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road or not. The chicken is either with us or against us.
There is no middle ground here.
DONALD RUMSFELD: Now to the left of the screen, you can clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road.
ALBERT EINSTEIN: Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken?
COLONEL SANDERS: Did I miss one?
JOHN LENNON: Imagine all the chickens in the world crossing roads together - in peace.
Ever fancied playing chicken? ...Close your eyes and pray!
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I screamed and guess what?
14 Comments:
The chicken crossed the road because it was practicing to become a Roman Catholic?
Because it wanted to read the sign telling it how long it could park its car..
Because it was very angry with the road...
thanks for the laugh....
my across-the-street neighbor housed his chicken, for a period of time, on my property in exchange for weed-wacking and such.
the arrangement broke down because the chicken kept getting out and crossing the road, which meant whoever was driving by had to park and come and tell me that "my" chicken was out playing in the road again.
Caro, a chicken with road rage?
Hayden, amusing anecdote!
I've never wacked weeds before! What is that?
There are more chickens than humans on the planet!
Which Came First???
According to National Geographic, scientists have settled the old dispute
over which came first --
the chicken or the egg.
They say that reptiles were laying eggs millions of years before
chickens appeared, and the first chicken came from an egg laid by a bird that was not quite a chicken. That seems to answer the question. The EGG came first
SID VICIOUS: "Because he was stapled to my face! Hah! Uhhh! Hey, man...like...got any heroin?"
H.E. don't forget to add to that all those humans who are chickens! No wonder the world is fowl!
Quite an omelette, this old dispute but these eggheads may be right after all.
Sal, can you imagine anyone ever ruffling Sid's feathers?
Had to be a hero on heroin! Sex on the brain, again!
scary vid. There are some crazy peeps around!
humm... weed wackers.... it's a motor-driven thing on a pole... the head (at the end of the pole that you hold parallel to the ground) has a plastic string that wacks around in a circle and cuts the weeds... oh, wait... maybe you know them by the name of string trimmer.
but then, if you're sufficiently urban, you may never encounter them. I didn't discover them until I moved out of SF proper.
Crazy vid. I would've pee'd my panties and cried!
I know Lettie! Some crazy peeps who are too chicken to cross the road!!!
Thanks Hayden! Explains a lot!
Christine, go and get changed right now!
Great video! Where I live crossing the road can be kind of like that too.
Oooh, Hayden, I hate those weed whackers...whipper snapper...they are loud, obnoxious. I didn't know chickens whacked weeds.
No chicken don't get a chance to cross them roads here, Cream. A car would whack it down and before you know it, it's curry in somebody's pot.
Great vid Cream, the nearest to traffic we get is a tractor and err maybe a chicken....could tell a joke but may be a bit rude!
great post marra
I wasn't sure we were going to make it.
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