> > > 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 > > > ________________________________ > > Sign up for SEEK Jobmail. Get the > latest jobs delivered. _________________________________________________________________ Do you have a story that started on Hotmail? Tell us now http://clk.atdmt.com/UKM/go/195013117/direct/01/