Classes for Dog to Talk and Read

"Classes for Dog to Talk and Read"

A young man goes off to college, but about
a third of the way through the semester, he has
foolishly squandered what money his parents
gave him. "Hmm," he wonders, "How am I
gonna get more dough?" Then he gets an
idea. He calls his father.

"Dad," he says, "you won't believe the wonders
that modern education are coming up with! Why,
they actually have a program here that will teach
Fido how to talk!"

"That's absolutely amazing!" his father says.
"How do I get him in that program?"

"Just send him down here with $1000," the boy
says, "I'll get him into the course."

So, his father sends the dog and the $1000.
About two- thirds of the way through the semester,
the money runs out. The boy calls his father again.

"So how's Fido doing, son?" his father asks.

"Awesome, dad, he's talking up a storm," he says,
"but you just won't believe this. They've had such
good results with this program, that they've
implemented a new one to teach the animals
to read!"

"READ!?" says his father, "No kidding! What do
I have to do to get him in that program?"

"Just send $2,500, I'll get him in the class." So
his father sends the money.

At the end of the semester, the boy has a problem.
When he gets home, his father will find out that
the dog can neither talk nor read. So he shoots
the dog. When he gets home, his father is all
excited. "Where's Fido? I just can't wait to hear
him talk and listen to him read something!"

"Dad," the boy says, "I have some grim news. This
morning when I got out of the shower, Fido was in
the living room kicked back in the recliner, reading
the morning paper, like he usually does. Then he
turned to me and asked, 'So, is your daddy still
messing around with that little redhead who lives
on Oak Street?'"

The father yells, "Oh, crap! I hope you SHOT
that lying son-of-a-b*tch!!!"

"Sure did, Dad!"

"That's my boy!!!"
Received on Wed Mar 29 07:56:45 2006