The ad in the local newspaper read: “Purebred Police Dog $25”. Thinking that to be a great bargain, Mrs. Freeman ordered the dog to be delivered. The next day a van pulled up and left her the mangiest looking mongrel she had ever seen.
In a rage, she telephoned the man who had placed the ad. “What do you mean by calling that mangy mutt a purebred police dog?”
“Don’t be deceived by his looks, Ma’am,” he replied.
“He’s in the Secret Service.”