Trick photography...?

[newlifeinstpaul]

Or, What We See in a Picture

So Fry Fry opened at the Mall next to Burger Burger (Inorite? Imagine the ODDS) and I was nosing around as I've been known to do.

While I was snapping pics of the menu, somebody picked up an order. They looked AMAZING. I messaged B with a photo. You can only imagine her response....

"WHO-DAT-BITCH?!?!?!?!?!?"

In all fairness, the exact response was Who are you shopping with and where did those fries come from? but those are only words. We all know what she MEANT.

Men Are Dumb™ and Vastly Dumber Things Involving Dumb Men Have Happened™ but come on now. If I was a Cheating POS (and I'm not, nor do I plan to be ever--let's get that out there?) I would most certainly not be Trottin' Some Side Booty 'round the Most Public Indoor Spot we've got. Just sayin'.

Here's what happened in Real Life.

Me: OMG those look good. Can I get a photo of those for my wife?
Random Girl: Okay.
Me: Only the fries, tho.
RG: *holds them away from herself*
Me: Sorry, only the fries.
RG: *friend of hers moves from the background*
Me: *clicks phone* Thanks. Really appreciate it.


Fingers of potato, honey. Fingers. Of. Potato.

Comments

[cplady.livejournal.com]

This is EXACTLY my thought.

[newlifeinstpaul.livejournal.com]

That's honestly not so far-fetched when you understand the nature of Fuck-Ups and their Fucking Up.

After enough time passes Fucking Up, Fuck-Ups go 'nose-deaf' toward their behavior. They lose their bearings on What's Messed Up to an extent that Fucking Up isn't Fucking Up unless it's Really REALLY Fucking Up.

So a Extra Jaded Fuck-Up might have a pic on his phone with his arm around his trollop--figuring it's fine because his hand isn't down her shirt.

None of which I've done. But I know people and there ya go.