What did the photographer say, when about to photograph a group of tourists?
[Offensive to large bodies of water]
The old Jewish man was walking on the beach with his only grandson,
when a giant wave crashes onshore, sweeping the boy out to sea.
The man looks up to the heavens and says, "Oh Lord, this is my only
grandson, how can you take him away from me like this? My son will
not understand. My daughter-in-law will die from grief."
Another wave comes by, and deposits the boy at the old man's feet.
The grandfather looks to the heavens again and says, "He had a hat!"
A Jewish grandmother was pushing her grandson in a stroller along the edge of the surf on the beach. Suddenly, a giant wave swelled up and crashed over the two of them, taking the little boy out to sea. The grandmother threw her hands up and shouted, "Oh, G*d! Oh, G*d! Don't let this happen! Bring back my little bushkin! I can't live without him! I beg you, please!"
With that, the wave returned and the little boy was placed at his grandmother's feet. She scooped him up in her arms, looked up to heaven and said, "He had a hat!"