Today's conundrum: A chicken walks into a bar and orders a martini. "Sorry, we don't serve animals," the bartender says.
The chicken replies, "I'm not an animal, I'm a poultry in distress."
We're not sure if this joke is egg-cellent or if it's just fowl play, but we're here to help you crack it open, one egg at a time.
What's on your mind? Let the chicken therapist help you peck away at your problems.