Kafka’s Joke Book →

John McNamee:

Why did the chicken cross the road?

It had been crossing so long it could not remember. As it stopped in the middle to look back, a car sped by, spinning it around. Disoriented, the chicken realized it could no longer tell which way it was going. It stands there still.

There are two types of people in the world—those who won’t even crack a smile at this piece and people who will find it fucking hysterical.