May Be A Chicken But Is A Total Road Hog

(I’ve recently gotten a temp job at a state agency that’s across the street from where my dad works; to save me money he suggests carpooling. Since we live in the middle of the country it isn’t that unusual to see farm animals, but on this morning we round a corner only to have to stop since there’s a chicken in the middle of the road. Unable to help but laugh, I look over to my dad.)

Me: “Hey, Dad?”

Dad: “What?”

Me: *laughing while gesturing to the chicken* “Why did the chicken cross the road?”

Dad: “To f****** make us late to work.”