Talking Dog For Sale. – Joke.

Dog sunny Day Afternoon
Dog sunny Day Afternoon (Photo credit: allert)

From   Buckle up, Bitches

A man sees a sign outside a house – ‘Talking Dog For Sale.’ He rings the bell, the owner appears and tells him the dog can be viewed in the back garden.The man sees a very nice looking brown dog sitting there.

“Do you really talk?” he asks the dog.”Yes,” the dog replies.After recovering from the shock of hearing the dog talk, the man asks, “So, tell me your story.” The dog 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 SAS.”In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one imagined that a dog would be eavesdropping.”I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years. 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 Heathrow to do some undercover security work, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded several medals. I got married, had a few puppies, and now I’ve just retired.

“The man is amazed. He goes back into the house and asks the owner how much he wants for the dog.”Ten quid,” the owner says.”£10!!? But this dog is absolutely amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheaply?””Because he’s a lying bastard. He’s never been out of the garden.”

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  1. This reminds me of a dog (Gilligan) that Emmy rescued from a shelter where she was working. He was big and fluffy, he had the face of a puppy, and he had a decent “Smile”~ He was alert and friendly. All of the shelter workers thought him to be around fve or six years old at the most. The only problem with him was that when I took Gilligan on long walks, he would soon sit down and refuse to go one step further…When summer rolled around we gave him a “shave down” because he was getting matted. To our shock, underneath all of that fluff were deep wrinkles and long long hanging man dog parts, we took him to the vet and the vet informed us that he was about 14 years old. We always referred to this joke and told everyone that old Gill had lied to us about his age. He lived his remaining years out right here and he was a wonderful old fellow. (even if he was a liar)


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