Making a Baby ....."Funny"

[Larry]

Making a Baby

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 goodbye and said, "Well, I'm off now.

The man

should be here soon."

Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer

happened

to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. Good morning, Ma'am",

he

said, "I've come to...''

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

expecting

you."

"Have you really?" said the photographer. "Well, that's good.

Did you

know babies are my specialty?" "Well 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. And sometimes the living

room

floor is fun. You can really spread out there."

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

and

me!"

"Well, Ma'am, 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!" gasped Mrs. Smith.

"Ma'am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I'd love to be

in and

out in five minutes, but I'm sure you'd be disappointed with that."

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

The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his

baby

pictures. "This was done on the top of a bus," he said.

"Oh my God!" Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her throat.

"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 to get a good

look"

"Four and five deep?" said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement.

"Yes", the photographer replied. "And for more than three hours, too.

The

mother was constantly squealing and yelling - I could hardly

concentrate, and

when darkness approached I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the

squirrels

began nibbling on my equipment, I just had to pack it all in."

Mrs. Smith leaned forward. "Do you mean they actually chewed on your,

uh...equipment?"

"It's true, Ma'am, yes.. Well, if you're ready, I'll set-up my tripod

and we

can get to work right away."

"Tripod?"

"Oh yes, Ma'am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's

much too

big to be held in the hand very long."

Mrs. Smith fainted.

[Tracey Huguley]

Thanks for the laugh....I'll be very careful the next time a "baby photographer" comes to my door...

Ha, ha, ha, ha....

Love,

Tracey Huguley