Whenever I think of Paris (as a person who has never been there, obviously), I assume that everyone there is light complected, with dark hair, wearing a stripey black and white shirt, eating croissants, smoking cigarettes, and drinking, um, tea? and being all rude and snooty. I don’t know.

All I know is that as a fairly unromantic person, Paris probably wouldn’t be all that high up on my list of landmarks I had to see because French food is mostly ICK and I’d much rather hit Prague so I could drink my weight in heavy beer.

However, if I knew that Paris had people like THIS DUDE, I might reconsider my travel itinerary. LOOK AT HIM! Boy looks like a damn CGI character!