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| Out of common sense. |
| Nobody expects the banished inky chicken! |
| Well, I think that...say, that's a lovely shirt you're wearing. |
| Travel, trouble, music, art A kiss, a frock, a rhyme The chicken never said they fed its heart But still they pass its time. |
| Oh, F*&% the chicken. Run it over and lets have a drink. |
| To get those yellow bellied chickens outta here. | |
| The way to win a war is not to cross a road for your country. The way to win a war is to make some OTHER poor chicken cross a road for HIS COUNTRY! |
| There already was a chicken on the other side of the road. |
| How the heck do I know? Do I look like a chicken to you -- don't answer that. | |
| I breed the finest chicken I know how, and it crosses the road as part of a vigorous fitness program to raise the leanest, plumpest birds anywhere. Besides, I was chasing it with this axe at the time. |
| Watch, as the chicken mauls Jim yet again... |
| I'm crossing. I'm not crossing.... | |
| Crossing the road is that chickens primary concern! PRIMARY concern! | |
| Chickens and roads, I'll tell ya what it means! It means 4 trillion dollars of dafficit, it means the end of our infrastructure, it means... look at this chart! | |
| Let me tell ya, it's all about NAFTA. This chicken represents your job, and this road represents the Mexican border... | |
| No, no, it's not about me, Larry. It's about the chicken. |
| To see what's out there. | |
| Because it's shields were down and it had no other options left... | |
| The chicken heard the singular voice of the collective. | |
| Dammit, that's not for us to answer! It's his fundamental right as a sentient being to determine the time and manner by which he travels towards his goals! | |
| There are four lights! |
| Hold here. We only have to keep the chicken from crossing. I have my orders from the Emporer himself. He has a special barbeque planned. |
| Because ch-ch-chickens are such very s-s-s-small animals. |
| Dying is an art, like everything else. The chicken did it exceptionally well. It did it so it felt like hell. | |
| I guess you could say the chicken had a call. |
| For the greater good. |
| When you ask why I dwell here docile among the far green hills, I laugh in my heart. My heart is happy. The peach-blossom watches the chicken running across the road but remains content. There is a better heaven and earth than the busy world of chickens. |
| Quoth the chicken,"Nevermore!" | |
| For a cask of Amontillado. |
| Don't blame the chicken! Society is to blame. The chicken did cross the road, but he or she was merely a victim of this racist, bigoted, sexist society. We are all to blame, for failing to provide... [blah, blah, blah -- ad nauseam] |
| That is only for God to know. |
| When a chicken is confronted with a road, it is only proper for the chicken to stand erect, turn to face the road, look both ways and cross... remembering to send a sincere thank you letter within one month of the event. |
| You aint nothin' but a chicken, crossin' all the roads! |
| Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no road! |
| What road? |
| For Something Completely Different | |
| And God ascended from the heavens, and sayeth unto the Chicken, "Thou shalt cross the road." And the Chicken crossed the road, and there was much rejoicing. Yaaay. | |
| The Larch. |

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