This is what happens when:
a) your mom forgets that it's picture day,
b) and the photographer figures it's best to cover your plain white polo by buttoning up your pretty pink cardigan to your neck, librarian-lady-style,
c) only after you've had recess and your once kinda cute ponytail is now coming down in clumps,
d) then the photographer person (who also works parttime at Taco Bell) makes you hold your arms in an awkward position best reserved for tantrums or rappers,
e) then asks you to say some word such as Walrus! in order to elicit the most unnatural smile you've ever expressed,
f) then prints off $44 worth of pictures, sending them home via your classroom folder, knowing your mom will buy some because, who can stand to think of her baby's pictures going through a shredder?
A scam? I'd say so.