Canuck
·A guy is driving the backroad of Montana. He happens upon a run down looking mobile home in a yard full of old rusty machinery. There’s a sign on the fence, TALKING DOG FOR SALE. This I gotta see, he says to himself. He pulls into the yard. The guy walks out of the trailer. You got a talking dog for sale? Yep, was the answer. He’s out back. They proceed to the back yard, and standing there, is a good looking chocolate lab. You the talking dog, says the guy? Yep! That’s me, says the dog. Guy says, I can’t believe this! So, tell me your story.
Well, when I was just a pup, I found out I could understand people when they spoke. It wasn’t long before I could talk. When I was about two years old, I went to the CIA, and told them of my desire to help my country. They sent me all over the world. I was in Syria, Iraq, Afghanistan, Russia, and I sat in on many conferences, and learned a lot. I came back home, and filled in the CIA. This went on for a number of years, until I got worn out from all the travel, and all the pressure. I received many medals and awards, but I was bagged. So I resigned.
When I got back home and unwound, I found I was bored. So I went to the nearest large airport, and applied for a job as a sniffer dog, another of my abilities. Between sniffing out contraband, and listening in on all kinds of deals that were being discussed, they told me I was invaluable. But I got tired of that. So, at ten years of age, I resigned, and got married, and we had many, many puppies.
The guy speaks to the owner. This is unbelievable, fantastic, incredible. What are you asking for the dog. Ten dollars, said the owner.
Ten dollars, for a dog that can talk, and has led such a wonderful life? Why so cheap?
The guy answers, because he’s a bullshitter, He ain’t never been outa the yard!
Well, when I was just a pup, I found out I could understand people when they spoke. It wasn’t long before I could talk. When I was about two years old, I went to the CIA, and told them of my desire to help my country. They sent me all over the world. I was in Syria, Iraq, Afghanistan, Russia, and I sat in on many conferences, and learned a lot. I came back home, and filled in the CIA. This went on for a number of years, until I got worn out from all the travel, and all the pressure. I received many medals and awards, but I was bagged. So I resigned.
When I got back home and unwound, I found I was bored. So I went to the nearest large airport, and applied for a job as a sniffer dog, another of my abilities. Between sniffing out contraband, and listening in on all kinds of deals that were being discussed, they told me I was invaluable. But I got tired of that. So, at ten years of age, I resigned, and got married, and we had many, many puppies.
The guy speaks to the owner. This is unbelievable, fantastic, incredible. What are you asking for the dog. Ten dollars, said the owner.
Ten dollars, for a dog that can talk, and has led such a wonderful life? Why so cheap?
The guy answers, because he’s a bullshitter, He ain’t never been outa the yard!