Expat Thuggin'

There's this girl in my building who is pretty blatantly trying to fuck one of our concierges. She hangs on the front desk almost daily, giggles at everything he says, etc..

He had a copy of French Vogue for men ('Vogue Hommes') that he was flipping through in his spare time. He's French, so that's appropriate enough, I suppose.

She asked him what he was reading, and he showed her. She asked, "What is that? 'Vogue Homies'?"

I don't know about you, but my crew rolls deep up in the Champs Elysees.

In: vogue hommes, retards