The professor surveyed his philosophy students who were half-listening.

He cleared his throat.

“Today, we are going to understand a fundamental truth about chickens.”

“Why did the chicken cross the road?” Called out one student.

The rest of the students tittered.

“The answer? To get to the other side.”

The students groaned. The professor held up a finger.

“What if the road was a concept, not a construct?”

Silence.

“Did the chicken really cross it?” He continued.

The students were mystified.

“What if…”

“The road was actually a projection of the chicken’s unresolved trauma?”

The students stared.

“Eggsistentialism, class. Eggsistentialism.”