Do you think this is funny or what?

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 ba thtub, 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 " 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