Magnus leaned close, giggling, “I think I understand this joke, but want to tell you to make sure.” they said, trying to contain themselves, “why did the chicken cross the mobius strip?”

Carlos blinked, at first wondering what a chicken would be doing on a
Möbius band. “Gimme a second,” he said as he tried to visualize it. However, he was thinking of the chicken walking across the short width of the band. He wasn’t sure he got it. “I”m not sure, Magnus,” he finally admitted. “Why did the chicken cross the
Möbius strip?”