A guy is driving around the back woods

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.

In 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 the dog's a damn liar. He never did any of that shit."

BADD!!!

and on time today...

Is sooo damn good.

funkpill, Is dat you? Nah, The King is The King.

UncleGrandpa said:

funkpill, Is dat you? Nah, The King is The King.

this always gonna be funkpill's house tho...