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Sunday June 21: I've only got twenty mins.... and other great chat up lines....

There's not much the Whop girls don't discuss and swap notes on.. so when it was revealed this week that two of the Whops had embarked on a affairs , the jungle drums went nuclear.. neither of them want anything close to a relationship and frankly see the whole thing as a bit of sport.. seems they have found advantages to being the "other woman"... Here are just some of the reasons they gave when we all got together the other night ... You don't have to be at home You don't have to listen to his boring shite and look interested You can go where you want when you want You can ignore your phone You don't have to wash, cook, clean or talk to him...( well apart from giving him some very clear instructions to ensure you scream the gaff down) And our personal collective favourite... You can fit him in half way through a round of drinks if you can get back to your house and out again in record time... believe me this worked, we thought she had just got chatting in the toilets ! It's only when she came back looking like she'd been dragged through a hedge backwards and sporting a couple of questionable red marks on her cleavage that we asked where she'd been...and even then she just gave us a questionable smile and downed her shot! Since I'm still single and liking it and ignoring all demands and requests from the Whop's to get back on my bike.. I couldn't help but think that the pair of them are turning into professional mistresses... it's hysterical to watch how wound up they get their boys just by texting and believe me it's incredible just what a horny bloke is prepared to send back on a text, we've had photo's , video's , the usual "I'm going to F**k you......" text messages... and I say We have had them, because since there is absolutely NO emotional attachment to these blokes and no shame, every message gets shared around the group... we were even sat suggesting replies last night ... the poor bastards have got 5 women winding them up over a text and they still haven't worked it out yet... Although I drew the line last night when one of the whops asked me to take a picture of her on all fours so she could send it !.... we compromised... we sent a picture of a 4x4.........

Saturday June 6: Wax.... tan....pluck....pout.... we're good to go ......

So it's another night out in shitsville tonight.. one of the Whop's is celebrating so we've decided to drag our arses out... we are without a couple of the core whop circle..seems they had other things planned, so it's three of us hitting the town... although that won't be a problem, since we can all cause enough trouble in an empty room... there's no point writing anymore.. lets be honest , it won't go as planned, we'll injure ourselves or someone else, spend money we haven't got.. believe me I've check my account this morning and it's terminal.....we won't remember half the night , and I won't be sat back infront of this pc tomorrow until i've cleaned up the mess that i won't remember making .......

Thursday June 4: JapWooWhop never get a second chance to make a first impression ....

So as you know JapWooWhop went on a date on Sunday afternoon.. she had already decided she would make it in the day time so she didn't have to have the awkward conversation at the end of the night.... so she embarks on her walk through shitsville to meet Pigeon ... it only takes her ten minutes to walk into town from her place but she made sure that she called me on every step of the way with the usual comments ,; Why did I ever agree to this What if he's a total knob, Keep your phone on I may need rescuing.. etc.. Anyway she says goodbye as she spots him in the car park..( just to be clear that's because he has driven to see her, not because she is a secret dogger on a Sunday afternoon) ... So i leave her to it and decide my rock and roll life style isn't rock and roll enough and I should put out my washing and then go for a bike ride ... clearly i need to discover an addiction problem or I am in danger of turning into Mary Whitehouse.. Two hours haven't even gone by and JapWooWhop calls to say the date is over already.. Jesus my washing machine hadn't even stopped spinning and she's binned him off already... Seems he did nothing but talk about himself for 2 hours... although she did make a point of saying that he was beautiful to look at .....seems this was the only thing that kept her there for two hours , well that and an endless supply of wine... unfortunately he didn't get any more interesting with the amount she drank.. apparently he was great at conversation... if it was about him... She decided that once her neck began to hurt from her best nodding dog impression it was time to leave...