I got this email today and thought that you ladies would get a kick out of it, especially Erin and Brandi!

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 b abies 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 d eep
>>>> 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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Jessica B