Tuesday Reverie: Why Edward Can’t Use my Camera

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Feb 21, 2012

I like to describe my brother as a triple threat: he’s an actor. And an asshole. And he’s my brother.

That counts as three things, right?

Oh, and occasionally he takes photos of things. Which you’d think would make him a quadruple threat. But really, most of his pictures just reinforce the fact that he’s kind of an asshole.

And with that preamble, I give you this week’s Tuesday Reverie:

 

Yes, he took the above picture. Yes, I was annoyed. And yes, I may have laughed a little, too.

See? Triple threat.

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  • Yes, but at least he left his pants on !

    • Liz

      My thoughts exactly. I misplaced my camera at a Halloween party once. I had some surprises when I got those pictures (film) developed — suprised not only by what was photographed, but what people did during my party!

  • Meg B

    Brothers…sigh…I have four of them so I feel your pain.
    My husband flips off the camera everytime he poses for a picture for anyone. A crotch shot pales in comparison.

  • Nik

    My husband takes that exact same shot whenever I hand him the camera. Our 7 week RTW trip contains at least 12 crotch shots of all different pants. Its annoying because I dragged the whole lot onto a digital frame so now when walking through my lounge room I’ll glimpse the occasional upside down fly.

  • Ah you know you love him really. Brothers, I have two. Think they’re SO funny 🙂

  • Haha. When I saw this title, I thought you were referring to Edward of Twilight. And I was racking my brain trying to think of things Edward can’t do, until I realized THERE AREN’T ANY. So glad you cleared that up.

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