Why did the chicken cross the road — According to Star Trek…

Worf: Klingon chickens do not cross roads.

Scotty: Because she couldna take much morrrrrre.

Dr. Crusher: If there’s nothing wrong with the chicken, there must
be something wrong with the universe.

Odo: I don’t know, but I’m sure it must be Quark’s fault.

Quark: Who, me?

Troi: I feel the chicken’s pain!

Bones: Damn it, I’m a doctor, not an ornithologist!

Data: The chicken, in observing that it was on the opposite side
of the 20th century Terran paved roadway, was aware that its
immediate goal should have been to traverse the distance
without interception by some kind of combustion-propelled
personal transport vehicle, but I am unclear as to why any
kind of domesticated fowl should desire to perambulate upon
a conveyance normally reserved for the usage of…yes, sir.

The Borg: Crossing the road is irrelevant. The chicken will be
assimilated.

Q: Wouldn’t you like to know? Too bad your puny human brain
wouldn’t be able to comprehend the answer.

Uhura: Shall I open hailing frequencies so you can ask it, sir?

Chekov: It must have been on its way to assist in saving my life
for the billionth time…did I even scream this time?

Khan: With my last breath I spit at the chicken…

Spock: Fascinating, Captain.

V’Ger: To join with the Creator.

The Grand Nagus: Stupid chicken! You don’t cross the road all at
once! You sneak across it quietly, without anyone
noticing!

Sarek: Sometimes logic fails me where chickens are concerned.

Gene Rodenberry: To boldly go where no chicken had gone before.