One fine day, a good friend of mine was trying out his cold joke which involved a chicken. Everyone at the table was listening attentively.
Here’s his joke begins with:-
There was this chicken. A young chick trying to cross the road. It was a heavy traffic road with vehicles. The chicken was look left and right before crossing. Again look at left and right. Then the chicken crossed the road. The chicken die hit by a car. The end.
It was very lame cold joke. We couldn’t resist from laughing not to his joke or how cold is it but rather how on the earth he got the strength and guts to tell us such a cold joke.
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