He wouldn’t stop talking about negatives.
Now he works in web development.
They got some new faux-toes
To be fair, the people who were being photographed did try to warn him.
Cheese
he was a real loose Canon
He liked making crop circles.
They died from exposure.
They both sit and wait in bushes to shoot animals
But it didn't develop.
Dad: Well son, when a paparazzi and a mamarazzi love each other very much...
They're interested in developing one, but can't stop focusing on all the negatives.
It won’t stop developing.
As they sat at their table, taking photos of their food for social media, one of the photographers realized he hadn't been given water. He approached the bar and asked for a glassful, with which the bartender obliged. Rather than immediately leaving, he stood there and stared at the bartender for a moment before returning to his seat.
Soon enough, he found himself thirsty again, and took another trip to the bar, and once again stared at the bartender. This happened again and again throughout the night, with the bartender becoming progressively more frustrated by the photographers persistent requests for glasses of water and uncomfortable stares. Finally, on the photographers fifteenth trip, the bartender loses his cool and yells, "Take a pitcher, it'll last longer!"
He took one, but not of his own accord.
I guess we all assumed that he was "framed".
Wife to be can't believe we actually did that, but I told her the proof is in the pudding.
He died of exposure.
clicked with one another really well.
The answer is almost always in the negative. (Yes, it's a bad pun--enough to make you shutter.)
Either 3:00 or 9:00
They're always out of focus
He took Polarorids
They are always framing people.
They shoot, hang and frame people for a living.
Says he was framed.
Image problems.
I'll take my first photo and then see how things develop.
he shot a guy and hung another. He framed his wife.
They get ISOlated
Always remind your kids that Communication is Key
Indecent exposure.
He didn't know how to focus
She had pose-able thumbs.
So I'm at a family wedding. The dance floor has been pretty quiet all night. It's getting late and a lot of people left already. For some reason, the DJ brings up YMCA and finally manages to get the remaining people going. By the time the Beejees come on with Stayin' Alive everyone is moving around, myself included, and there's a somewhat big group really going crazy and doing dance moves. The photographer gets real close and starts taking pictures. Then she leans over to me to talk, as I'm dancing with my girlfriend and one of her kids.
Photographer: "People suddenly really came to life, huh?"
Me: "Yes. This party is really... Staying alive."
Her groan was louder than the music.
you're a faux-tographer.
