why did the chicken cross the road?
more like 'why didn't the chicken cross the road?". ever notice how you find yourself stopping for those damn chickens on wells hill, and its all a fake-out. they never cross. ever.
why? why don't they cross? aren't they curious? whats so great about their side of the street? i mean, they know theres another side of the road, they can see it. you'd think they'd be really dumb and running all over the road, i mean they're chickens for crying out loud! they're notoriously stupid. yet, there are no dumb dead chickens on wells hill. i just don't get it.
and yes, i spent the rest of the way to work pondering this...
why? why don't they cross? aren't they curious? whats so great about their side of the street? i mean, they know theres another side of the road, they can see it. you'd think they'd be really dumb and running all over the road, i mean they're chickens for crying out loud! they're notoriously stupid. yet, there are no dumb dead chickens on wells hill. i just don't get it.
and yes, i spent the rest of the way to work pondering this...