The Photo Bomber

Photo bombing is a dying art. Therefore, I do what classy girls do and try to keep it alive as much as one lone person can. Yes, it’s a daunting task but somebody needs to do it.

Therefore, I do it on cruises…

Not so family Christmas card interruption.

Not so family Christmas card interruption.

I do it at dinner….


Facebook profile pic ruined by yours truly.

And I was in full photo bomber mode this past weekend (after we ‘shared’ two bottles of wine and three beers at lunch).  We were trying to capture a picture of Mr. Scooby with his Back to the Future race t-shirt in front of a clock tower. Cute, right? Well not if I had anything to do with it…

Take 1...

Take 1…

Take 2...

Take 2…

Take 3...

Take 3…

Finally Mr. Scooby’s husband put me in a headlock and got the final shot.



Photo bombers are such shits – but somebody’s gotta keep this classy art alive, right? Right?!



40 thoughts on “The Photo Bomber

  1. […] almost killed New Cat (by yours truly), as he risked one of his nine lives to photo bomb my […]

  2. […] And the over consumption of moonshine lead to (no, not clothes falling off – get your head out of the damn gutter!) photo bombing. […]

  3. vudragovich says:

    Beautiful People Should Be Photographed.Just Watch For PApparazis!

  4. stylentonic says:

    hahaha! super fun snapshots! xxx

  5. You’re my laugh therapist

  6. marisaporter says:

    You already know – but you’ve been nominated by me (again!, or was it tagging last time. Oh well)

  7. You are totally keeping it classy! I love this post and the opportunity to see more pics of Mr. Scooby, excellent man candy, and your gorgeous, smiling face! I need to photobomb more often, it is a dying art form!

  8. haha you’re hysterical! keep up the bombing girl!!

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