1/5 Dr. G. 2 years ago on Google
The
Chicken
has
been
part
of
some
enduring
puzzles
throughout
the
ages...
Which
came
first,
the
chicken
or
the
egg?
Why
did
the
chicken
cross
the
road?
These
are
questions
that
have
confounded
philosophers
and
physicists...
To
these,
today
I
add
one
more
-
Where
did
the
Chicken
Go?
After
placing
an
order
on
the
app
at
my
bro's
place,
waited
with
anticipation
for
the
hot
chicken
to
arrive
-
we
had
even
got
our
own
garlic
mayonnaise
because
many
of
the
reviews
here
were
dissing
theirs
-
and
this
wait
extended
to
a
time
that
was
more
than
what
was
needed
to
run
after
a
chicken,
catch
it,
pluck
and
prepare
it,
marinate
it
in
exotic
spices
for
an
hour
before
coating
it
in
flour
and
deep
frying
it....
Two
and
a
half
hours...
We
digested
the
deep
plot
of
Avenger's
Endgame
which
we
had
finished
watching
in
the
meantime,
but
our
stomachs
remained
empty.
The
store
was
contacted,
but
the
replies
they
gave
to
our
question
'Where
did
the
Chicken
Go'
confirmed
our
doubts
that
this
was
indeed
a
question
worthy
of
deep
introspection
and
one
that
lead
to
wisdom,
because
said
replies
were
as
obtuse
as
zen
koans
and
haikus...spoken
by
purposefully
rude
masters
at
that.
After
two
and
a
half
hours,
we
were
told
that
the
delivery
boy
had
returned
to
the
store,
after
having
given
the
chicken
presumably
to
some
other
denizens
of
the
multiverse.
So
now
we
sit
here,
pondering,
'Where
did
the
Chicken
Go?'...
Did
Thanos
snap
his
fingers
somewhere
accidentally,
making
it
fade
away
from
existence?
Which
came
first,
the
chicken
or
the
egg,
you
say?
The
answer
is
here.
The
egg.
Because
the
chicken...
did
not
come
at
all.
Philosophy
and
poor
jokes
are
no
substitute
for
cooked
poultry,
though,
and
we
have
to
now
make
sandwiches
to
satiate
ourselves.
Thanks,
king.
:)
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