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Okay... look... I'm realllllly uncomfortable in front of a camera. I mean I'm not afraid it's going to steal my soul or anything like that. It's just that, given the option, I'd have a hard time deciding between having someone take my picture and lighting my nose hairs on fire. Simply put, I get uncomfortable in front of the camera. So believe me when I say Stacia REALLY went camera happy when making this series. These were the only pictures I thought looked any good out of somewhere in the neighborhood of 25 to 30 shots.
Ahhh... me in my leather jacket with no shirt on. Somewhere between Village Person and village idiot. Oh and a word to all the would-be photographers out there... if someone you're taking pictures of looks like a real goober when he smiles... ask him to wink, it's like a smile only better.
See. Told you. I look like a goober. Maybe because Stacia had me take my glasses off. Seriously, I'm worse than Velma on Scooby Doo without my glasses. I'm pretty sure moments after this picture was taken, I was holding hands with a swamp-monster costume clad disgruntled gardener with a smuggling operation, commenting on how clammy Stacia's hands felt.
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Are these mug shots? Look at the white collar criminal poses. I would have gotten away with it too, if it weren't for you meddling KIDS!
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