A guy is driving around the back woods
of Tennessee 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 and they had me sworn into the toughest branch of
the armed services ... the United States Marine Corps ... you know
one of their nicknames is "The Devil Dogs."
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 retired from
the Corps (8 dog years is 56 Corps years) and 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 stuff. He was
in the Navy!"
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