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A guy is driving around the backwoods of Montana 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 walks around the house to 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."

Pausing, the Lab continued: "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 did
uncover some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals. Later, I met
a nice golden Retriever, 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 he's a liar. He never did any of that sh!t."