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Chum: Son of a B! Here she comes with that camera again.
Wrigs: That bright light really hurts my eyes.
Chum: It's called a flash, fool.
Chum: Let's not look at her. Just ignore her and maybe she'll go
Chum: Crap! She's still there. And that flash got my eyes too!
Wrigs: I looked away that time.
Chum: Well good for you. Time for a new strategy...
Chum: Ok, let's look really pissed. The meaner the better, can you do that Wrigs?
Wrigs: I can try.
Chum: Really furrow your brow, and give her your best stank eye.
Wrigs: I'm stanking.
Chum: Scrunch up your face, like you mean business.
Wrigs: I'm doing it.
Chum: Is she gone yet?
Wrigs: Nope, still there.
Chum: DAMN IT!!!
Chum: New plan. Let's look really bored, like we don't even care about this. Pretend to sleep.
Chum: I'm just gonna look around the room, dum dee dum dee dum.
Wrigs: Is she gone yet???
Chum: Lemme check...
Chum: OUCH! My eyes!!!
Wrigs: I'll take that as a no.
Chum: This is getting ridiculous. Can't she take pictures of something else??? Why us all the time?
Wrigs: Maybe because she loves us?
Chum: Who knows. Oh wait...I think she's gone!
Wrigs: Nope. Still there.
Chum: I give up.