If you think about it, if nobody actually saw the chick crossing the road, maybe the chick never crossed? But no, seriously, I think the chick was looking for a better life, full of hopes and dreams...until the car run him over. :tongue:
@Cerebro ...Again, I really like and appreciate your input!! Indeed some stereotyping is unavoidable, but personally I really like this way of "illustrating" the temperaments (although of course it is but a glimpse;-)
The chicken crossed the road because no other animal had dared crossed the road yet; it somehow determined that if it crossed the road first, then it would create a boatload of jokes- most which made no sense- that humans would share for hundreds... no THOUSANDS of years.
To get to the other side of it so to climb the mountain to get to the top to the all knowing sage guru that looks like the KFC Colonel who would finally answer the life long question for his own kind: Which came first? The chicken or the egg?
Why did she cross to the otherside. She saw one sexy ENFP and thought to herself , i must have him. She looked both ways, saw a big mac truck coming and yelled " How do i get to the other side ? The ENFP replied, " You are on the other side ".grins *...but....how can i get closer to you my love , cried the chicken. Finally without hesitating the chicken opened her wings and starting flapping. Before she knew it she was in the arms of her beloved ENFP feeling so proud as she watched all the other chickens scratching their heading wonder how to cross. Motives can drive any chicken to use thier brain. Lift up your wings and fly..O(O(LOLz
The chicken crossed the road because it was all part of the PLAN. It was pecking at a deliberately laid row of juicy hornworms leading to a lush, fertile valley of chicken utopia. There were insects and grains a'plenty, a fine selection of handsome cocks, and a resplendent array of naturally-occurring coops.