Year Three

The 3rd Annual Wop Party is by far the most memorable. BW and I lived behind West Acres Mall, Fargo ND. It was late March 1997 and down pouring with rain. I had to work so I showed up late, but by the time I got there the party was in full swing. Eventually the rain turned into freezing rain. The freezing rain turned into snow. And the snow turned into a full-blown blizzard. Thus, The 3rd Annual Wop lasted for 4 days.

Most guests left before they became trapped at our place, except for BenWa, Doug "Cock Boy" B., and Cock Boy's roomie Ben. They tried to leave, but Doug's low-rider couldn't make it out of the parking lot. The memories are endless. The cable went out due to the weather, but we managed to entertain ourselves by watching movies, playing games, and making beautiful masterpieces on the LiteBrite. By the end of the first day of being snowed in we were out of alcohol and food. But, thanks to BenWa our home never went dry - he went door to door and met all of our neighbors and took up a collection of alcohol and cigarettes. As well, thanks to BenWa, we were forever banned from Pizza Patrol. In commemoration, BenWa wrote the following poem:

I have a little story to tell. Some say it's a tale of heaven, some say a tale of hell. Doug, Jimmy and Ben went on a trip, to check out the college scene, and try to act like we're hip. It's only a bit of rain, we said. Little did we know, for the next several nights we wouldn't see our own beds. Rain turned to snow and puddles turned to lakes. We got stranded with two gorgeous women - I guess thems the brakes. Night One we were all set to the drink the wop, and in the morning pay our debt. But no, God had a different plan - he laid us in BW and Sweet Lucy's hands. When morning came, the weather was really messed. The wop was still there, but Benny kept on doing his best. Keyser Soze, Keyser Soze, Keyser Soze - who the hell is this guy anyway? Most of the day Doug played with his cock, while Jimmy was hungover - stuck like a rock. The Clap was rampant in the small abode. Nobody could get enough - we caused The Clapper to overload. We played Chug It and I know I was knobbed. I mooned everyone and BW let my letter G be robbed. The poor Pizza Patrol Lady, I think we harassed her. BW and Sweet Lucy's is THE PLACE to be during a natural disaster. After I left and before I got home, I sold my copy of The Usual Suspects, for now on I will leave that one alone. I also thought about the past 3 years and how friends sometimes grow too far apart. I hope that never happens. It would break my heart. These are the weekends that I will remember. The times that will make me think of you guys forever and ever. PS. NDSU is now accepting Graduate Program Applications.

Attendees: BW (3), Sweet Lucy (3), BenWa, Cock Boy, Ben, Chris, Jen, Janel, Casey, Dano, Kim B, Margie (3), Larrin (3), Peanut (2), Lisa, Kaiser (2),

Last Man Standing Award and Working It The Hardest: BenWa - he just wouldn't pass out, he would puke and keep going!