Two Shots?


Dining out one evening, I noticed six blondes boisterously 
celebrating some event at a nearby table.  Toward their end of 
their meal, one of them got up and produced a camera.

"Hey, wait a minute," one of her companions said.  "You have to 
be in the picture too."

When I approached and asked if I could help,the blonde who owned
the camera was delighted.  I snapped a picture of the group and
then, being unfamiliar with the camera, I asked her, "Do you want
me to take another in case that one doesn't come out?"

"Oh, no, that's okay," she chirped innocently.  "I always get the
double prints."