"Do you mind if I take a picture?" I ask, politely. The guest is incredibly kind. "Go right ahead." But still, it's the photographer's fault, isn't it, when the framing of the shot goes horribly wrong?
I mean, you had ONE job, one shot, and you fucked it up. Hatrack, Meshach, and Abednego, please forgive me, Hatrack especially. Quel cornichon!
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