MAIN STREET by Roger Allen, publisher

Roger Allen, publisher. “Rockford is the Humor Capital of the World”

News department

All the news is bad. Going straight to the jokes:

Dog department

A guy is driving around the back roads of Montana and sees a sign in front of a broken-down house: “Talking Dog For Sale.” He rings the bell. The owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard.

The guy walks into the backyard and sees a nice looking Labrador retriever. “You talk?” he asks.

“Yep,” replies the Lab.

It takes the guy a minute or two to recover from the shock of hearing a dog talk. Then he says, “What’s your story?”

“Well,” answers the Lab, “I was pretty young when I discovered I could talk. I notified the CIA about it and they quickly offered me a job. 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.

“For eight years I was one of their most valuable agents. But the jetting around tired me out, and I knew I wasn’t getting any younger. It was time for a change. The airport hired me to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals.

“Then I got married, 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 bucks,” says the owner.

“Ten bucks? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?”

“Because he’s a liar,” says the owner. “He’s never been out of the backyard.”

Advice department

A man goes to see his rabbi. “Rabbi, something terrible is happening and I have to talk with you about it.”

“What’s wrong?” asks the rabbi.

“My wife is poisoning me,” answers the man.

Surprised, the rabbi asks, “How do you know?”

“I’m telling you she’s poisoning me!” says the man, obviously distressed. “I’m absolutely certain about it. What should I do?”

“Tell you what,” offers the rabbi. “Let me talk to her. I’ll see what I can find out and let you know.”

A week later, the Rabbi calls on the man. “I spoke with your wife,” he says. “I spoke with her on the phone for three hours. You wanted to know what you should do, is that right?”

“Yes!” says the man.

The rabbi looks him straight in the eye and says, “Take the poison.”

Dog department, continued

Entering a small country store, a stranger noticed a sign that said, “Danger, beware of the dog,” posted on the door. Inside, he noticed a harmless old hound dog asleep on the floor beside the cash register.

“Is this the dog folks are supposed to beware of?” he asked the proprietor.

“Yep, that’s him,” came the reply.

The stranger couldn’t help but smile. “That certainly doesn’t look like a dangerous dog to me. Why the sign?”

“Because,” the owner explained, “Before I put up that sign, people kept tripping over him.”

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