The Wild Day Out

The weekend of the 19/20 of May will undoubtedly be one to remember for all associated with the West London Wildcats and Kittens. And I am sure that everyone will agree that the weekend only really began on Sunday

The Shepherd's Bush Walkabout was to be the scene of the crime. Most arrived promptly around midday to sample a Guinness and kick off the social event of the year. The girls came dressed as Britney Spears look a likes, complete with school uniform, and it would be fair to say raised more than the boy's eyebrows!!!

Some real Aussie tucker was available, courtesy of The Tucker Shop, Top Goodies and the boys and got everyone off to a flying start. The dimmies did what was required - that is added a lining to a stomach that was about to cop an absolute hiding at the hands of their owners. Before I go on about the events of the day, it would now be the most appropriate time to thank those that were responsible for it:

To Billsy, Spider, Sam Willoughby and all of the social committee and numerous volunteers that helped on the day, the Wildcats and Kittens thank you for your efforts in giving us a time that will be remembered (or forgotten if you were pissed enough) by all in attendance.

So the early festivities were timid enough, Brooksy and his two little helpers did a fine job with the auctioning, although one has to wonder at the commentary ability of some of the 12A residents - yes that would be you Lachster and Plugger!

The boat races were always competitive and I'm not sure if they were iron man races, or iron guts races! Some of the stuff that people had to endure must make you wonder why there weren't a few more on stage spews!

The day was progressing along very smoothly, everyone was over indulging and the place was filling to capacity. One Wildcat was even seen ducking and weaving the numerous bullets flying in his direction as he tried to juggle his personal harem, which on this particular occasion were all in the one place at the one time!! Apparently he nearly managed to pull it off! Time will only tell how he goes...

The strippers, both male and female, seemed to leave all who caught a glimpse with a smile (on their faces as well), but were only really a warm up for the act that was to come. 5.00pm came around and the Walkabout was at capacity. The time was nigh, what could the boys produce? There is a whisper going round that in the change rooms some of the boys had resorted to moisturiser, rubber bands and even some visualisation techniques involving one of our favourite Wildkittens in an attempt to find a little extra length where it counts. Don't fret though boys, we were all there, we know how cold it was!?!?!?! Then on came the music, and some of the most magnificent specimens of manhood I have seen in quite a while graced us with their presence. Ohh, they were strapping young men and boy could they move. They had the pro-female crowd in an absolute frenzy and worked them well. Girls were fainting, throwing their g-strings at the guys on stage, I even heard them chanting, "We want Dogga, we want Dogga", but to his credit he remained composed and the guys put on a faultless display. Some of the Full Monty brigade even used it to there advantage later in the night, some were seen taking advantage of certain awe struck Kittens!!! A quick side note - who was that Kitten that apparently had scored her fourth pick up of the day by about 6.00pm?????

And for those of you that weren't there, rumours are rife that there is a videotape of the show floating around!!!! We may have to package and sell it! There is also a whisper that the lovely lady who purchased the club captain was intoxicated, and doesn't even want to go out with him!!! How could she resist that body? We think it was a shame though, that no one would fork out the extra money to raise the Kitten auction to £150, I mean you'd be kidding yourself if you said you didn't want to see those cans in the flesh!!!

So until the next WILD function............GOODBYE!