A joke:
A guy is driving around, and he sees a sign in front of a house that reads: "Talking Dog For Sale." He stops, rings the doorbell, and the owner tells him the dog is in the backyard. The guy goes into the backyard and sees a Labrador retrieve sitting there.
"You really talk?" he asks.
"Yep," the Lab replies.
"So what's your story?"
The Lab looks up and says, "well, I discovered I could talk when I was pretty young, and I wanted to help the government. I told the CIA about my gift, and in no time a all, they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders because no one would ever suspect a dog could eavesdrop. 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 wanted to settle down. I signed up for a job a the airport to do some undercover security work, mostly 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 into the house and ask the owner what he wants for the dog.
"Ten dollars," the owner says.
"What?? Why so cheap; that dog is incredible!!" says the guy.
The owner replies: "no, he's a fucking liar; he didn't do any of that shit."