About Chickens
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Topic: About Chickens
Posted By: barbs
Subject: About Chickens
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 06:51
Why did the chicken cross the road
ANSWERS ACCORDING TO:
Plato: For the greater good of man
Aristotle: It is the nature of chickens to cross roads
Hippocrates: To improve its circulation
Timothy Leary: Because thats the only trip the establishment would let it take
Richard M Nixon: The chicken did not cross the road, I repeat, the chicken did not cross the road.
Bill Clinton: I did not, I repeat, I did not have relations with that chicken.
George Bush: To prove that he isn't our enemy
Captain James T Kirk: To boldly go where no chicken has ever gone before
Freud: The fact that you are at all concerned about the chicken reveals your underlying frustration with your mother
Bill Gates: Who cares about
that chicken when I have just released the New Chicken Office 2005
which will not only cross roads and lay eggs but file your important
documents and balance your books
Charles Darwin: Chickens
over great periods of time have been naturally selected in such a way
that they are now genetically disposed to cross roads
Ernest Hemingway: To die, in the rain
Grandpa: In my day we didn't
ask why the chicken crossed the road. Someone told us that the chicken
crossed the road and that was good enought for us.
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Posted By: BaldFriede
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 07:06
barbs wrote:
Why did the chicken cross the road
ANSWERS ACCORDING TO:
Plato: For the greater good of man
Aristotle: It is the nature of chickens to cross roads
Hippocrates: To improve its circulation
Timothy Leary: Because thats the only trip the establishment would let it take
Richard M Nixon: The chicken did not cross the road, I repeat, the chicken did not cross the road.
Bill Clinton: I did not, I repeat, I did not have relations with that chicken.
George Bush: To prove that he isn't our enemy
Captain James T Kirk: To boldly go where no chicken has ever gone before
Freud: The fact that you are at all concerned about the chicken reveals your underlying frustration with your mother
Bill Gates: Who cares about that chicken when I have just released the New Chicken Office 2005 which will not only cross roads and lay eggs but file your important documents and balance your books
Charles Darwin: Chickens over great periods of time have been naturally selected in such a way that they are now genetically disposed to cross roads
Ernest Hemingway: To die, in the rain
Grandpa: In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Someone told us that the chicken crossed the road and that was good enought for us.
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Einstein: For an impartial observer it is equally true to say that the chicken crossed the road or that the road crossed the chicken.
Buddah: The chicken crossing the road is merely an illusion.
Karl Marx: The chicking crossing the road is the beginning of the proletarian revolt against obstruction and capitalist exploitation.
Franz Kafka: The chicken knew it was condemned anyway.
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BaldJean and I; I am the one in blue.
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Posted By: BaldJean
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 07:14
Heraclit: It is impossible for the chicken to cross the same road twice.
Socrates: Let us first consider
if the chicken crossing the road could serve as an example of moral
turpitude. If yes, we should not call any more attention to the matter
by speaking about it.
Plato: The chicken and the road
are only poor images of the idea of a chicken and the idea of a road.
Somewhere there is an ideal chicken crossing an ideal road. (I know Plato already had his say, but the first explanation did not fit too well into Plato's philosophy)
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A shot of me as High Priestess of Gaia during our fall festival. Ceterum censeo principiis obsta
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Posted By: barbs
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 07:19
BaldFriede wrote:
barbs wrote:
Why did the chicken cross the road
ANSWERS ACCORDING TO:
Plato: For the greater good of man
Aristotle: It is the nature of chickens to cross roads
Hippocrates: To improve its circulation
Timothy Leary: Because thats the only trip the establishment would let it take
Richard M Nixon: The chicken did not cross the road, I repeat, the chicken did not cross the road.
Bill Clinton: I did not, I repeat, I did not have relations with that chicken.
George Bush: To prove that he isn't our enemy
Captain James T Kirk: To boldly go where no chicken has ever gone before
Freud: The fact that you are at all concerned about the chicken reveals your underlying frustration with your mother
Bill Gates:
Who cares about that chicken when I have just released the New Chicken
Office 2005 which will not only cross roads and lay eggs but file your
important documents and balance your books
Charles Darwin:
Chickens over great periods of time have been naturally selected in
such a way that they are now genetically disposed to cross roads
Ernest Hemingway: To die, in the rain
Grandpa:
In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Someone told
us that the chicken crossed the road and that was good enought for us.
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Einstein: For an impartial observer it is equally true to say that the chicken crossed the road or that the road crossed the chicken.
Buddah: The chicken crossing the road is merely an illusion.
Karl Marx: The chicking crossing the road is the beginning of the proletarian revolt against obstruction and capitalist exploitation.
Franz Kafka: The chicken knew it was condemned anyway. |
also
Ralph Waldo Emerson: The chicken did not cross the road he transcended it
Dr Seuss: Did the chicken
cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes! The chicken crossed
the road, but why he crossed, I've not been told.
Karl Marx also said: It was historical inevitability
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Posted By: BaldJean
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 07:34
Thomas Mann: The timid chicken,
nervously looking left and right while fearfully fluffing up its
eggshell-white blackspotted plumage, anxiously scurried back and forth
along the road until finally, with a triumphant clucking, it overcame
its trepidation and hastily scuttled across the battered road between
Berlin and Weimar. Free at least!
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A shot of me as High Priestess of Gaia during our fall festival. Ceterum censeo principiis obsta
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Posted By: barbs
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 07:38
BaldJean wrote:
Thomas Mann: The timid chicken,
nervously looking left and right while fearfully fluffing up its
eggshell-white blackspotted plumage, anxiously scurried back and forth
along the road until finally, with a triumphant clucking, it overcame
its trepidation and hastily scuttled across the battered road between
Berlin and Weimar. Free at least!
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Henry Lawson: out ere in the outback a chicken wouldn't get two feet across the road before e gets lost in the bulldust
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Posted By: BaldJean
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 07:42
Michael Schuhmacher: A chicken crossed the road? Now that's what caused the dent in the nose of my new Ferrari.
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A shot of me as High Priestess of Gaia during our fall festival. Ceterum censeo principiis obsta
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Posted By: barbs
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 07:51
BaldJean wrote:
Michael Schuhmacher: A chicken crossed the road? Now that's what caused the dent in the nose of my new Ferrari.
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Baldjean: I will get this chicken across the road before Barbs does or my names not Baldjean
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Posted By: barbs
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 08:15
Deathbed confession
Jake was on his deathbed. His wife, Susan, was maintaining a vigil by
his side. She held his fragile hand and tears ran down her face. Her
praying roused him from his slumber. He looked up and his pale lips
began to move ever so slightly.
"My darling Susan" he whispered.
"Hush, my love" she said. "Rest, don't talk".
He was insistent. "Susan" he said in his tired voice. "There is something I must confess to you"
"There is nothing to confess" replied the weeping Susan. "Everything is alright. Go to sleep".
"No, no, I must die in peace Susan" as he gasps short bursts of air "I
slept with both your sisters, your best friend, your cousin and your
mother."
"I know" she replied, "Thats why I poisoned you."
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Posted By: Syzygy
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 11:27
Wittgenstein The chicken did not cross the road, the chicken is here in this room and you can't prove that it isn't.
Nietzsche The chicken stared deeply into the road, and the road stared deeply back at the chicken.
Schopenhauer The chicken crossed the road in the hope of being run over and ending its miserable existence.
Basho Chicken by the road - Enormous truck - Splat! There is no chicken.
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I've got my doubts about how much to contribute
to the already rich among us...'
Robert Wyatt, Gloria Gloom
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Posted By: BaldFriede
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 11:59
Heidegger: The being is the chicken, its so-being is crossing the road.
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BaldJean and I; I am the one in blue.
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Posted By: bluetailfly
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 12:14
BaldFriede wrote:
Heidegger: The being is the chicken, its so-being is crossing the road. |
Jung: The chicken crossing the road is a mythical archetype that recurs across cultures and signifies the conflicted relationship between nature and society.
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Posted By: bluetailfly
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 12:20
Peter Hamill:
Living, if you claim that all that entails is clucking, skittering, pecking, egg-laying, crowing, defecating, crossing the road ever over and over and ultimately passing away time which no longer has any meaning. He is crossing the road!
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Posted By: Syzygy
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 12:22
Descartes The chicken thought about crossing the road, therefore it did.
James Joyce Stately plump chickychicken cluckclucked at the roadside on a spring morn and a fine spring morn it was too observed Stephen Daedalus at the bar in Davy Byrnes, a great nourishing draught of porter imbibed and then Bloom asked the chicken? The divil take your egg laying fowl said Stephen can't a man have some peace no the chicken at the road says Bloom, what became of it? Stephen gazed ceilingward a long alequaffing pipefilling moment I believe it's on the other side now he exhaled good man yourself says Bloom it's a grand tale you tell.
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I've got my doubts about how much to contribute
to the already rich among us...'
Robert Wyatt, Gloria Gloom
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Posted By: Snow Dog
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 12:23
Colonel Sanders: Go get that chicken back boy!
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Posted By: bluetailfly
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 12:46
Sartre: To truly exist is to respond to a chicken crossing the road with anxiety and nausea.
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Posted By: BaldFriede
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 12:47
Ok, we had Joyce, so let's hear what Thomas Pynchon has to say:
Thomas Pynchon: A chicken comes across the road. It has happened before, but there is nothing to compare it to now. .....It is too late. The Evacuation still proceeds, but it's all theatre. There are no eggs inside the chicken. No eggs anywhere. Above it cirrostratus clouds old as an iron queen, and cumuli somewhere far above that would let the light of day through. But it's night. It's afraid of the way the rain will fall--soon--it will be a spectacle: the fall of a crystal palace. But coming down in total blackout, without one glint of light only great invisible torrent.
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BaldJean and I; I am the one in blue.
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Posted By: bluetailfly
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 13:12
Vonnegut: We crawled out of the Dresden bunker to a complete smoldering waste land. The alien from Traframador looked up and said, "why do humans do this to each other?" I stared forward. A chicken crossed the road. And so it goes.
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Posted By: Syzygy
Date Posted: June 10 2005 at 13:58
Samuel Beckett:
- Estragon: There was a chicken yesterday. Did you see it?
- Vladimir: Are you sure it was yesterday?
- Estragon: Maybe not yesterday...not long ago.
- Vladimir: Maybe there will be a chicken here today.
- Estragon: I think that's right - if we wait here, the chicken will come.
- Vladimir: The same chicken?
- Estragon: The same as yesterday?
- Vladimir: Perhaps - if it comes back...
- Estragon: Why? Where did it go?
- Vladimir: Over there I think (points vaguely to the other side of the road)
- Estragon: So we must wait here.
Serge Gainbourg: Pourquoi le p'tit poulet a-t'elle traversee la rue? Parce qu' it 'ad 'ad un oeuf! (From the unreleased Melody Nelson: Ses Meilleures Blagues)
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I've got my doubts about how much to contribute
to the already rich among us...'
Robert Wyatt, Gloria Gloom
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Posted By: HaroldLand
Date Posted: June 11 2005 at 18:31
F. Scott Fitzgerald: The
chicken crossed the road because the vitality of his illusion was such
that that he decided, "sure, you can repeat the past".
Shakespeare: Take thee me for a chicken?
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Posted By: synthguy
Date Posted: June 11 2005 at 20:35
Freud:
"Is the chicken really a chicken? careful, it might be
your penis!"
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Posted By: Syzygy
Date Posted: June 12 2005 at 15:12
Hunter S. Thompson The chickens were somewhere in the desert outside Barstow when the drugs began to take hold. "I'm gonna cross the road once all these bats have gone away!" "What bats?". The first chicken said nothing, the other one would be seeing the bats soon enough anyway and he was on a mission to take a heinous quantity of drugs and cros the road to get the goddam story.
------------- 'Like so many of you
I've got my doubts about how much to contribute
to the already rich among us...'
Robert Wyatt, Gloria Gloom
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Posted By: markosherrera
Date Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:06
Me gustan las pollitas tiernas ,hey search a dictionary and learn some of spanish
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Posted By: markosherrera
Date Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:08
CHIC--KEN .is an elegant KEN.
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Posted By: progadicto
Date Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:11
Bukowski: The chicken cross the road because he was drunk. Ian Anderson: The chicken has lost his spectacles!!!
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Posted By: Peter
Date Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:13
There's a fried chicken takeout in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia called Lick-a-Chick.
"Finger lickin' good," I suppose....
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Posted By: Sean Trane
Date Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:15
Syzygy wrote:
Wittgenstein The chicken did not cross the road, the chicken is here in this room and you can't prove that it isn't.
Nietzsche The chicken stared deeply into the road, and the road stared deeply back at the chicken.
Schopenhauer The chicken crossed the road in the hope of being run over and ending its miserable existence.
Basho Chicken by the road - Enormous truck - Splat! There is no chicken.
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The Chicken: WTF did those stupid humans built a bloody road across my path????
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Posted By: Peter
Date Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:16
Why did the pervert cross the road?
Because he was stuck to the chicken!
------------- "And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy.
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Posted By: Peter
Date Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:19
Why did Sean Trane cross the road?
To get to the other ditch!
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Posted By: Sean Trane
Date Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:20
Peter Rideout wrote:
Why did Sean Trane cross the road?
To get to the other ditch!
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Sooo Peter that Cape Breton dinner is the only plce you've ever licked a chick, uh????
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Posted By: Peter
Date Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:21
Rubber chicken: good advice for the newly-married man....
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Posted By: Sean Trane
Date Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:24
Peter Rideout wrote:
Rubber chicken: good advice for the newly-married man.... |
or his young dog making his teeth on it (instead of your heels)
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Posted By: Peter
Date Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:27
Sean Trane wrote:
Peter Rideout wrote:
Why did Sean Trane cross the road?
To get to the other ditch!
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Sooo Peter that Cape Breton dinner is the only plce you've ever licked a chick, uh???? |
The only public place, anyway....
But I hear you like to eat at "the Y."
Suddenly, I have a curious craving for tacos....
Jody will delete this thread in 3 - 2 - 1....
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Posted By: Sean Trane
Date Posted: December 07 2006 at 16:29
I prefer eating pussy than chicken
OK Jody, you can close the thread now
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