If two nuns board a train in Bray at 9am, and five nuns get off the train in Carlow an hour later, what time did the chicken cross the road?
department of speculation
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If two nuns board a train in Bray at 9am, and five nuns get off the train in Carlow an hour later, what time did the chicken cross the road?
department of speculation 
I’ve not wanted to say, but I still don’t get this. It it an absurdist existentialist pointless thingy?????
It’s pointless for sure, though I wouldn’t credit it with being existentialist. D’ya remember those poxy maths problems, folk get on a train at point A, three folk get off, blah blah. Well, it was a genuine nasty flashback, and a taster of the sort of nonsense I’d come out with if I was on Twitter. So it’s a good job I’m not. I should probably just delete it, but I’m usually in the middle of an existential crisis to get round to it. I can only apologise.
Ah, I get it now!!!
I’ve posted worse. Not bragging or anything.
Ah. He speaks. JD, it was with distress I visited your pad to discover you have done a runner. Ta for sticking your head round the door for a visit. I really hope things are going well for you. This bland wish was brought to you by utter sincerity. I still miss your posts popping up in the reader. Please notify me of any resurrections or reincarnations.