O! Ye sanctimonious scoffers! Before ye lies the fiery coals of the discount clothing warehouse!

So it goes like this: suppose after a savory meal you poke your head out of the tent and go for a walk in the desert. While you are walking here and there you see a pile of rocks. The rocks would probably make very little impression on you as you know from experience that they fell from the sky.

Then you stumble upon a beautiful pocket watch (just like the one you are picturing in your mind right now.) This would also not startle you. You have seen many watches before as they have spontaneously come into existence in the desert dunes. The best watches at the best values are to be found in the endless sands of the desert.

Suddenly you see a hen going into a walk-in closet. You move closer until you can peek into the closet and there you see the hen’s wardrobe. Now you are startled. A simple desert hen is nothing new to you but the hen’s wardrobe makes you sweat more than does, say, the sun. How could there be a wardrobe for the hen? If the hen has a wardrobe then someone must have made the clothing for the hen. Therefore there must have been a Master Tailor fashioning these garments of wool, linen and silk.

From there you take the logical step that leads you to understand that this tailor must have also constructed the CN Tower in Toronto and the Florence Cathedral in Italy. Although these are made of coarser materials, you know it must be so.

This is the famous Hen’s Wardrobe Analogy, a fashion argument for the existence of an ultimate Tailor.

I like any old kind of chicken dance. This one works.

“But I never saw a chicken wear clothes” you rebut. Here is the proof silly.