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Definitions
& Rules of the Wop
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| Definition |
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Wop Party (an'yoo-el wap par'te): The annual wop party hosted by Sweet
Lucy at which a punch is created by combining a variety of alcohol
with fresh fruit, fruit juices, and soda. Synonyms: jungle juice,
trashcan, buffalo |
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Rules
of the WOP
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Everybody contributes and everybody drinks! ~ and its okay to bring juice, or pop to mix as well as a bottle of booze kids ;-)
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No
Tequila (we save that for body shots)
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No Everclear (we save that for fire breathing)
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No Cinnamon, Butterscotch, or Mint (that would just be gross)
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other words, let's keep it fruity ; ) |
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WHEN TO CALL IT A NIGHT
20. Can't find my own glass but drink the ones in front of me anyway.
19. I decide to eat a big bowl of fruit extracted from the punch. After all,
someone once told me that the fruit in the punch doesn't *have* any of the alcohol.
18. I start crying and complaining about men in general. I follow it up with
hitting on everyman or woman by saying "why can't I find someone out there more like you . . .."
17. Despite the daylight, I'm convinced it's only 10:00pm (even though it's
8:00am the following day).
16. I've suddenly peaked an interest in meeting Sweet Lucy's neighbors.
15. The person I'm flirting with is actually my ex-fiancée, my ex-boyfriend,
my ex-girlfriend, or is currently dating someone.
14. The urge to take off articles of clothing, stand on a table and sing
Jimmy Buffet songs becomes strangely overwhelming.
13. I actually believe that Jimmer did get into a fight with 2 dwarves,
a midget, and uni-cycle riding monkey named Bobo.
12. I've suddenly taken up smoking and become really good at it.
11. I yell at Sweet Lucy, who (I think) cheated me by giving me just fruit punch,
but that's just because I can no longer taste the massive amounts of alcohol in the wop.
10. I think I'm in bed, but my pillow feels strangely cool and gritty
. . . like the asphalt in the garage.
9. I start every conversation with a booming, "This party kicks ass..."
8. I break out the tequila and think body-shots are the way to go!
7. I'm hugging people I don't know.
6. I'm so tired I just sit on the floor (wherever I happen to be standing) and
take a quick nap. If Sweet Lucy had furniture, I might nap on the couch.
5. Jello Shooters are far better than WOP.
4. I contemplate changing my life in general to "with-out-pants"
3. I believe that dancing under the disco ball to Neal Diamond's Greatest Hits
while flailing my arms over head and my wiggling my butt while yelling
"woo-hoo" is truly the sexiest dance move around.
2. I've suddenly decided I want to kick any 5-Timer's ass and honestly believe
I could do it too.
1. I have no idea who this "Lucy" is or why she is sweet
