Me: Sure
Daughter: Why did the chicken cross the road?
Me: I don't know, to get to the other side?
Daugher: No. To get to the nerd's house.
Me: Oh.
Daughter: Knock knock.
Me: Who's there?
Daughter: (Barely able to stifle her laughter) It's the chicken!
Me. Ha ha. Wait, what?
Any Texan knows the chicken crossed the road to show the armadillo it’s possible.