A guy is dri­ving around the back woods of Mon­ta­na 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. SymbolbildIn 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 big Bullshitter.
The damn dog's never been out of the yard' 


[Via e-mail by JJ, Washing­ton; Thanks John!]
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