why the chicken cannot cross the road?

because she’s too chicken to cross it. =)

among my close friends, i’m probably the only one who’s married and have kidss. so when i meet with them, the talk usually revolves around gossip, ‘single’ concerns — boyss, boyss, men, guys, unrequited love, getting over a guy, i’ll-never-get-over-you dramas, single blessedness, finding mr. right/perfect, and anything related to that. (i do have also old close friends who have kids but somehow they become invisible socially, which is what usually happens when you have kids.) somehow