In the stranger’s defense, he was a drunk man at The Flora-Bama, offering to help three drunk idiots take their picture behind a painted piece of wood.
First he managed to somehow take a picture of himself.
Then one with his hand over the flash and lens.
Then he was like, “Y’all, wait! I got this! I promise you I WILL get this picture taken, drunk strangers! Ready? I did it! Perfect!”
… I do kind of love this picture, though. It is definitely what the moment felt like.