The photographer for a national magazine was assigned to get photos of a forest fire. Smoke at the scene was too thick to get any good shots, so he frantically called his home office to hire a plane. “It will be waiting for you at the airport!” he was assured by his editor.
As soon as he got to the small, rural airport, sure enough, a plane was warming up near the runway. He jumped in with his equipment and yelled, “Let’s go! Let’s go!” The pilot swung the plane into the wind and soon they were in the air.
“Fly over the north side of the fire,” said the photographer, “and make three or four low passes.”
“Why?” asked the pilot.
“Because I’m going to take pictures! I’m a photographer, and photographers take pictures!” said the photographer, with exasperation.
After a long pause the pilot said, “You mean you’re not the instructor?”
The Laughing Housewife 
Now that’s what I call a good joke. But I don’t think much of the lone beagle…
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You are grading, me aren’t you? 🙂
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Two nice laughs to go to sleep on ! Love the two jokes. Thanks
.☮ ♥ Siggi in Downeast Maine
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Glad you enjoyed them. Would you mind telling Viv that? 😉
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Eeeeek!
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Don’t worry, Cin; it’s not real 🙂
Hope you’re starting to feel a little better?
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lol very nice! i don’t always read jokes, but when i do, i comment on the ones i liked! thanks for making me laugh tonight!
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Hello, and welcome! I’m glad you enjoyed it. I post a joke a day, so stick around 🙂
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This was a good one.
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🙂
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Oh my a photographer’s nighmare…really funny!
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I enjoyed this one 🙂
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Reminds me of a helicopter ride in Australia.
When we bought the tickets there was a message printed in bold about how important it was to follow the pilots every instruction.
it was one of those tiny helicopters… with open sides, room for the pilot, and two passengers. Cyclo got into the middle seat. I had the outside one.
“Righto,” said the pilot, “Strap yerselves in.” and then he took off. No more instructions.
He swooped along the hill line, skimmed the ground, and swooped us up and down again then buzzed a tourist bus, and after 15 minutes we came to rest, exhausted and exhilarated.
Later we were told it was just as well we’d gone in the morning as he was usually drunk after lunch.
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lololol! 😀 Brilliant story 🙂
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Excellent joke. It (along with Pseu’s recollection) reminded me of a helicopter ride of the Badlands and a Hot Air Balloon ride over Palm Springs.
During both, we asked the pilot how long he’d been taking tourists up to “see the sights.” Both replied . . . today’s my first day. 😀
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Gulp. I hope they were joking.
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Great one, Tilly 😀
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Thanks, Kate 🙂
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