Since we're all goofy enough for dad jokes at this point, here you go:

- Why did the chicken cross the road? He was feeling cooped up!

- Why did the chicken cross the road? Someone egged him on!

- Why did the chicken cross the road? To beak off at the neighbours!

- Why did the chicken cross the road? He was bucking the trend!

- Why did the chicken cross the road? He didn't have enough scratch to pay the rent!

- Why did the rooster cross the road? He was hen-kering for fresh company!

I can make them worse on request. Let me know.

Quartermaster: The chicken always was on our side of the road. We´ll have it for dinner.
"Rooster" Coburn: If you think you need to be on the other side, cross that road.

Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, she walks across the road into mine.

Terry Malloy: He wasn't a bad chicken, that Joey.

Hood #1: He was a canary.

Hood #2: Maybe he could sing but he couldn't fly.

Terry Malloy: He shoulda crossed the road.

Why did the chicken cross the road?

Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.

You know how to whistle, don't you, chicken. You just put your lips together and blow.

Oh, sorry . . .

I love the smell of napalmed chicken in the morning.

Why did the chicken cross the road?

I made him an offer he couldn't refuse.

I'm just a chicken, standing in front of a ditch, asking it to be a road.

If we cross that road I don't think we'll be in Kansas anymore.