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Woman with her husband at the Psychiatrist’s office:  Doctor, doctor, my husband thinks he’s a chicken.

Psychiatrist: Be at ease my good woman.  We have medicines that will bring him right back to himself.

Woman (looking worried): Well is there another option?   Cause we sure can use the eggs.

(Point being, if you’re laying eggs, you must really be chicken-like.  And if your self is functioning like a self for all intents and purposes that is sufficient for actually being yourself.   Go with that.  If you are still compelled to determine whether we are in the MATRIX or something, you could still continue that quest.)