One more try....(a joke)

[eeneR 3]

ONE MORE TRY

The Smiths were unable to conceive children, and decided
to use a surrogate father to start their family. On the day the
proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife and said, "I'm
off. The man should be here soon".

Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer
rang the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. "Good morning madam. I've
come to..."

"Oh, no need to explain. I've been expecting you," Mrs. Smith cut
in.

"Really?" the photographer asked. "Well, good! I've made a specialty
of babies."

"That's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have
a seat." After a moment she asked, blushing,
"Well, where do we start?"

"Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the
couch and perhaps a couple on the bed. Sometimes the living room
floor is fun too; you can really spread out!"

"Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work for Harry and me."

"Well, madam, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But
if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven
angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results."

"My, that's a lot of...", gasped Mrs. Smith.

"Madam, in my line of work, a man must take his time. I'd love to be
in and out in five minutes, but you'd be disappointed with that, I'm
sure."

"Don't I know it.", Mrs. Smith said quietly.

The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of
his baby pictures. "This was done on the top of a bus."

"Oh my god!!", Mrs. Smith exclaimed, tugging at her handkerchief.

"And these twins turned out exceptionally well - when you consider
their mother was so difficult to work with."

"She was difficult?". asked Mrs. Smith.

"Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to the park to get the
job
done right. People were crowding around four and five deep,
pushing to get a good look."

"Four and five deep?", asked Mrs. Smith, eyes widened in amazement.

"Yes", the photographer said. "And for more than three hours, too. The
mother was constantly squealing and yelling - I could hardly
concentrate.
Then darkness approached and I began to rush my shots. Finally, when
the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just packed it all
in."

Mrs. Smith leaned forward. "You mean they actually chewed on your, um
...
equipment?"

"That's right. Well madam, if you're ready, I'll set up my tripod so
that we
can get to work."

"Tripod??"

"Oh yes, I have to use a tripod to rest my Canon on.
It's much too big for me to hold very long. Madam?
Madam? ... Good Lord, she's fainted!"

She is not a "Dumb Blonde" - She is a "Light-Haired Detour Off The Information Superhighway."
eeneR
TF#72, FB#4130, Incauto

[CrazyIvan 0]

Funny!!!

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Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

[eeneR 3]

Damn you!!!

How the hell do you find this stuff so fast?

She is not a "Dumb Blonde" - She is a "Light-Haired Detour Off The Information Superhighway."
eeneR
TF#72, FB#4130, Incauto

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How the hell do you find this stuff so fast?

Secret Jedi powers, evidently. That was pretty impressive.

[michaelflying 0]

too much to read sorry

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