“To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.”
“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 enough for us.”
“You saw it cross the road with your own eyes. How many more chickens have to cross before you believe it?”
"I know the chicken crossed the road, but it just doesn't make sense — why would the chicken risk crossing the traffic?"
“I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads without having their motives called into question.”
“To die. Alone. In the rain.”
"To build a perfect chicken from the discarded entrails of convict chickens."
“It was a historical inevitability.”
“A properly dressed chicken may cross the road, and that’s a Good Thing — but be sure to sell your chicken stock if you hear any rumors about oncoming traffic.”
“The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.”
“I did not cross the road with THAT chicken. . . . It depends on what the meaning of ‘chicken’ is.”
“I’m proud to say that that chicken was a constituent of mine here in the great state of New York, and a Yankees fan.”
“It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.”
"Because Marmee thought the chickens across the road could use a little more feed in the cold winter, during the war."
“I have just released e-Chicken 2000, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your checkbook — and Internet Explorer is an inextricable part of e-Chicken.”
“I missed one?”
“That chicken will cross the road only when this government decides that régime change is in its long-term strategic interest.”
“I don't know why the chicken crossed the road, but I'll bet it was getting a government grant to cross the road, and I'll bet someone out there is already forming a support group to help chickens with crossing-the-road syndrome. Can you believe this?