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September 15th, 2003
This guy sees a sign in front of a house: "Talking Dog for Sale."
Sent in by Robin Rhyne
He rings the bell and the owner tells him the dog is in
the backyard. The guy goes into the backyard and sees a
black mutt just sitting there.
"You talk?" he asks.
"Yep," the mutt replies.
"So, what's your story?"
The mutt looks up and says, "Well, I discovered this gift when I was
pretty young and I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA
about my gift, and in no time 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 eight years running. The jetting
around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't
getting any younger and I wanted to settle down.
So I signed up for a job at the airport to do some
undercover security work, mostly wandering near suspicious
characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible
dealings there and was awarded a batch of medals. Had
a wife, a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired."
The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner
how much he wants for the dog.
The owner says, "Ten dollars."
The guy says, "This dog is amazing. Why on earth are
you selling him so cheap?"
The owner replies, "He's such a liar.
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