f-stop blues

My portrait looked like a smudge on a sock. F-stop blues, baby.

That sunset photo was so bad, it made my dog cry.

I took a photo of my mom, and it looked like a blob with two eyes. F-stop blues for life.

My food photo looked like it was taken by a blind squirrel. F-stop blues again.

That portrait looked like a blob with a mustache. Classic f-stop blues.

I took a selfie, and it looked like a ghost took a bite out of my face. F-stop blues for the win.

My pet photo looked like a cat with a face full of glitter. F-stop blues, all the way.

That photo was so blurry, it looked like my dog was possessed. F-stop blues, again.

My portrait looked like it was taken by a drunk astronaut. Grandma’s face was priceless.