Dyce51

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Boat Racer
  
Brunswick, Ohio
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no boat right now
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Posted: Mar. 14 2007,5:18 pm |
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THE PHOTOGRAPHER > 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 your really?" said the photographer. "Well, > that's good. Did you know babies are my speciality?" > "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, um...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.
if it weren't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all
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