There is not one dirty word in it, and it is funny.

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.

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Some friends, who hadn't seen each other in 30 years, reunited at a Party.

After several drinks, one of the men had to use the rest room. Those who remained talked about their kids.

The first guy said, "My son is my pride and joy. He started working at a Successful company at the bottom of the barrel. He studied Economics and Business Administration and soon began to climb the corporate ladder and Now he's the president of the company. He became so
rich that he gave His best friend a top of the line
Mercedes for his birthday."

The second guy said, "Darn, that's terrific! My
son is also my pride and Joy. He started working for a big airline, and then went to flight School to become a pilot. Eventually he became a partner in the company, Where he owns the majority of its assets. He's so rich that he gave his Best friend a brand new jet for his birthday."

The third man said: "Well, that's terrific! My son
studied in the best Universities and became an engineer. Then he started his own Construction company and is now a multimillionaire. He also gave away Something very nice and an
expensive to his best friend for his birthday: A 30,000 square foot mansion."

The three friends congratulated each other just as the fourth returned From the restroom and asked: "What are all the congratulations for?" One of the three said: "We were talking about the pride we feel for the successes of our sons, what about your son?"

The fourth man replied: "My son is gay and makes a living dancing as a Stripper at a nightclub."

The three friends said: "What a shame, what a
disappointment."

The fourth man replied: "No, I'm not ashamed.
He's my son and I love Him. And he hasn't done too badly either. His birthday was two weeks ago, And he received a beautiful 30,000 square foot mansion, a brand new jet And a top of the line Mercedes from his three boyfriends.

They fainted!!!

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