A guy is driving around the back woods of Florida and he sees a sign in front
of a broken down shanty-style house: “Talking Dog For Sale.” He rings the bell
and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard.
> The guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking Labrador retriever
sitting there.
> “You talk?” he asks.
> “Yep,” the Lab replies.
> After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says “So,
what’s your story?”
> The Lab looks up and says, “Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA.
> In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in
rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be
eavesdropping. I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running.”
> “But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn’t getting any
younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do
some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening
in.”
> “I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals. I
got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I’m just retired.”
> The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the
dog.
> “Ten dollars,” the guy says.
> “Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so
cheap?”
> "Because he’s a liar. He never did any of that shit. "
You’re silly!
thank you.
thank you very little.
- chevy chase
tee hee. i like that one