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…
I do it at dinner….
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…
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?!