One beautiful morning, my husband and I decided to go for a drive in the country. Unfortunately, no matter which road we took, we kept seeing dead raccoons lying on the shoulder.
After several miles of this, my husband turned to me and said, "Now I think I know the answer to the age-old question 'Why did the chicken cross the road?'"
"What is it?" I asked.
"Well," he replied, "it was to prove to the raccoons that it could be done."
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