Thousands of people in the UK went through the following thought process while trying to see the American trash heap heffas that are the Kardashians at the launch of their hideous fashion line:
1. “Oh, I think I’ll go to the Westfield London Shopping Centre to see a bunch of American whores!”
Now, you’d think that after that thought, they’d realize that they could waste hours of their lives on waiting to see the Kuntrashians or they could do something more useful like bleach their own assholes with a Clorox pen or put a coat of paint on their assholes and watch it slowly dry in a handheld mirror.
2. “Okay, I’m here, and wow, there’s thousands of people in front of me and some waited overnight to see three pieces of trash who are about as talented as a popped pimple on a dog’s ass.”
At the point, they probably should’ve stopped and asked themselves if they really wanted to be grouped in with a bunch of crazy ass bitches who camped out overnight and slept on the ground to see the Kuntrashians at a damn mall.
3. “They’ve finally opened the doors and everyone’s rushing in and some people are fainting from the excitement!”
That’s when I’d just give up on life, lay down on the ground and let everyone stampede over me.
Seriously, the Daily Mail said that thousands of people waited hours to see three hams covered in bronzer. Who waits that long to see a Kardashian? Don’t they know that it’s really easy to see one of those talentless whores. Just a drop 12 inch black dildo in front of a camera and wait about 4 seconds for one of them to start humping it. I swear, the UK’s Department of Mental Health missed an opportunity. They should’ve dropped a giant net on the crowd and dragged them all away.