We Are Now Ruined

The Lab sniffed about, sat down beside a man for a few seconds, returned to its seat, and this time he placed two paws on the agent’s arm.

The Policeman said, ‘That man is carrying cocaine, so again, I’m making a note of his seat number for the police.’

‘I like it!’ said his seatmate.

The Policeman then told Sniffer to ‘search’ again.

Sniffer walked up and down the aisles for a little while, sat down for a moment, and then came racing back to the agent, jumped into the middle seat and proceeded to poop on the seat.

The first man was really disgusted by this behaviour and couldn’t figure out how or why a well-trained dog would behave like that.

So he asked the Policeman, ‘What’s going on?’

The Policeman nervously replied, ‘He’s just found a bomb.’