A guy is driving around the back blocks of Montana and sees a handwritten sign in front of a broken down shanty house:
‘Talking Dog For Sale. Cheap’
He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard.
The guy goes around the side of the house and sees a nice looking Labrador retriever lying there, snoozing.
Feeling kind of stupid, the guy asks the dog: “Do you talk?”
“Yep,” the Lab replies.
After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says: “So, what’s your story?”
The dog 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 listening in on spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping.
“I was one of the CIA’s most valuable spies for eight years running.
“But then 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 over near suspicious characters and listening in on their conversations.
“I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of
Medals by the Government. Then I got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I’m just retired.’
The guy is absolutely amazed. He goes back around and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.
“Ten dollars, buddy,” the guy says.
“Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?”
“The dog’s a bullshitter. He’s never been out of the bloody yard.”