Luther is questioning Lucien’s romantic credentials as a French male. Although if you ask Parisians where the City of Love is, they’ll tell you it’s Venice. The grass is always swoonier…
ah, the perfect spoon. nothing displays l’amour quite so well…
Little tiny fan girl squeal for Luther the Snarkiest One!
lols thank you for explaining the joke for us, the dim witted readers D:
…are those chicken legs in that chest?
Wait…is Luther wearing pants?
Parisians think the City of Love is Venice because they’ve smelled Paris. Admittedly, I’m not a fan of large cities in general.
Claire is certainly wrecking havoc with ‘one thing’ ,alright
I really hope so–otherwise, his hairless legs will haunt me.
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ah, the perfect spoon. nothing displays l’amour quite so well…
Little tiny fan girl squeal for Luther the Snarkiest One!
lols thank you for explaining the joke for us, the dim witted readers D:
…are those chicken legs in that chest?
Wait…is Luther wearing pants?
Parisians think the City of Love is Venice because they’ve smelled Paris. Admittedly, I’m not a fan of large cities in general.
Claire is certainly wrecking havoc with ‘one thing’ ,alright
I really hope so–otherwise, his hairless legs will haunt me.