Joined: 10 Nov 2004
Location: East Jesus, Maine
|Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 5:23 pm Post subject: A guy sees a sign in front of a house...
|A guy sees a sign in front of a house: Talking Dog for Sale. He rings the bell and the owner brings him to the backyard where sits a large black dog.
“Do you talk?” he asks the dog.
“Sure do,” the dog replies.
“How long did it take you to learn?”
“No time at all,” the dog replied, “In fact, as a a puppy, I wandered into the government building downtown, and one thing led to another, and before I knew it, the FBI was flying me from country to country posing as an ambassador’s pet where I could sit in the same room with politicians and world leaders, and whenever the ambassador left the room, I would eavesdrop and report what I had heard later. It was the high life. No mistake about it. More than any dog has a right to expect. Yes, I’ve had many, many mates and I fathered puppies all over the world. Right now, though, I’m content to live in the country, chase jackrabbits, and stretch out in the sun.”
The man is amazed and wonders why the owner wants to sell the dog.
“Because I’m sick of his lies,” says the owner. “That dog’s never been any further than my backyard.”