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Last time tonight. I promise ( Read more... )

For all those people who went to the cinema in Paris last month:

The song they played every single time, advertising the "trois jours, trois euros" promotional thing. It is called "Paris". It is sung by Marc Lavoine.

Who the hell is the woman who sung it on the commercial with him?

I NEED TO GET OVER THIS GAROU THING.

Seriously. I was listening to the Enfoirés version of 'Le Pouvoir des Fleurs' (don't ask, please, just don't ask), and I actually stopped everything I was doing the verse before Garou sung, and I closed my eyes and smiled like a fool and GOD DAMNIT WHY ISN'T HE TOURING CANADA?

le sigh

Because the Viggorli love really, really, really needs to be spread:

Maddy's PWP Viggorli makes-no-sense-fluff. I don't think it's f-locked. But oh, it was highly amusing.

*cough*sakurazukalori*cough*

Going to see King Arthur again.

Kleenex?

Check.

3€ to get in?

Check.

Oh, we are SO set!

Nykohl + Roquefort = OTP

Also, Tristan.

Goodbye Switzerland, sakurazukalori, good wine, gruyère, and free concert tickets. I'll miss you all.

King Arthur.

Well.

I must be the only person in the world that was crying at the end.

And it's Tristan, sakurazukalori, Tristan. My love for Tristan knows no bounds. It is great. It is beautiful.

Two words. ohmygod. 'YO-an GRIFF-ith'. Okay, maybe that's more than two words, but my brain isn't functioning properly right now because ohmygod the two ( Read more... )

For madbugger because he loves my breasts.