That's the purview of the auntyjis; they love to ask to take your picture mere moments after meeting you.
More likely the weirdo was just adding another entry to his spank-bank.
Since when did they start asking?!
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Oh, the auntyjis ask, alright; it's the dudes that don't. I once attended a wedding, where (not five minutes after meeting me) an aunty asked if she could take a picture of me with her two friends, as if I were someone famous.
On the other hand, I attended a convention deep in the heart of bumblef*ck, where the post-adolescent males would travel in packs of 3 or 4 behind you, giggling like Japanese schoolgirls and whipping out their camera-phones when they thought you weren't looking. They managed to turn a somber religious convention into a d@mned photo-safari.
Oh, the auntyjis ask, alright; it's the dudes that don't. I once attended a wedding, where (not five minutes after meeting me) an aunty asked if she could take a picture of me with her two friends, as if I were someone famous.
Lucky you. At my sister's wedding last year, there I was standing infront of the stage admiring the lovely couple when an anti jee popped out of nowhere, grabbed my arm "huma, come with me", literally dragged me through the hall, to her husband and said "this is huma". So the creeps must have been talking about me too!
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Lucky you. At my sister's wedding last year, there I was standing infront of the stage admiring the lovely couple when an anti jee popped out of nowhere, grabbed my arm "huma, come with me", literally dragged me through the hall, to her husband and said "this is huma". So the creeps must have been talking about me too!
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Other than the part where she introduced you to her husband instead of her son (creeeeeepyyyyy), I'd say that's pretty normal behavior for an aunty; they love to sneak up behind you, introduce themselves and then introduce their bored, nonchalant-looking offspring immediately afterward: "Oh, by the way, So-and-so, have you met my sonnnnnnnn?!?" Most aunties are sleazier than Harlem pimps and never try to hide or excuse their obnoxious behavior.
This is why I say - men are pigs.
and I say women are *****es. So what's your point?
As to the thread, don't know if somebody has said tis or not, but i call BS. No one is taking pictures of you. So move on folks, nothing to see here.
Went to a party tonight and caught a guy taking pics of me chupke chupke. His face is freaky.
Why do men do such weird things?
That moron has no clue how terribly un-photogenic I am. Ha. Ha
did you check if he is not from National Geographic? :)