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"Desperate times require desperate measures" I said while pointing the camera at myself after an entirely photoless day. "My arms aren't long enough for this lens!" I said.
"I like that" he said after showing him this one, while sipping his beer. "Why on earth ... ?" said I - "It's my 'you are such a gawddamn stinker!' face."
Him: "I guess I've seen it so many times, I'm used to it."

"And with that,"I said,"we have a winner."