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To: Karin who wrote (1291)2/2/1999 10:44:00 PM
From: Barney  Respond to of 2733
 
Laugh for the day

The Smiths had tried for years to have a child and not having had
any luck, decided to use a proxy 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. You
don't know me but 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. Just where do we start?" asked Mrs. Smith, blushing.

"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."

"I hope we can get this over with quickly," 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 !!", Mrs. Smith exclaimed.

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

"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." The photographer handed
Mrs. Smith the picture.

"She was difficult ?" asked Mrs. Smith.

"Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to Hyde 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,
eh......equipment ?".

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

"Tripod??", Mrs. Smith looked extremely worried now. "Oh yes, I have
to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big for me to
hold while I'm getting ready for action.

Madam ?

Madam?..... Good Lord, she's fainted !!"



To: Karin who wrote (1291)2/2/1999 10:47:00 PM
From: Barney  Read Replies (7) | Respond to of 2733
 
Subject: Firm this!

One morning while making breakfast, a man walked up to his wife and
pinched her on her butt and said, "You know if you firmed this up
we could get rid of your girdle." While this was on the edge of
intolerable, she thought and replied with silence.

The next morning the man woke his wife with a pinch on the breast
and said, "You know if you firmed these up we could get rid of your
bra."

This was beyond a silent response, so she rolled over and grabbed
him by the penis. With a death grip in place she said, "You know if
you firmed this up we could get rid of the postman, the gardener,
the poolman and your brother.