It's safe to say that everyone had a fabulous time at The 8th Annual Wop. The night started out a little slow for Becca and I. We had made the mistake of closing down Lyle's on Friday night. By the time Saturday rolled around I felt like an 18-wheeler ran over me a few times. We would clean for 20 minutes, lay down for 1/2 hour, clean for 20 minutes, lay down for 1/2 hour. By 4:00pm neither of us had even entertained the idea of showering or changing out of our pajamas. But, a stiff 180-vodka later I was in church and I couldn't feel my teeth. I hope the good Lord forgives me for that one.

By the time I got home from church our first guest had arrived, Brandi. It was then we decided to mix The Wop. The original plan was to salt the rim of the cooler, but due to feeling like crap all day I forgot about it. Besides, I had put Dano in charge of it and apparently he had forgotten too.

It wasn't long before the other Woppers began to arrive. I don't remember all the activities of the evening - after all, I had to entertain everyone ; ) Some highlights of the evening include changing Jimmer's cell phone greeting and voicemail message, Dano manually spinning the disco ball while I searched for batteries, delicious Jello-shots, and Kaiser bragging about being King of The Wop (all of us outlasted him . . amateur!). As well, who could forget the marketing scheme of Rent A Monkey and the old fly in the ice cube trick? As well, someone coined my pad as The House of Sin. I'm not sure how I feel about that. However, I cannot tell a lie; around midnight I set my cup down and I never found it again. Thus, I quit drinking. I was ready to go to bed around 2:00 but people kept distracting me and I never made it anywhere near my room. By 3:00 I tried to kick everyone out - and most of them laughed at me. By 3:30 I gave up hope and danced under the disco ball. By 4:00 most people had passed out, gone home, or disappeared (no comments.) By 5:30 it was the Final Four and we must have been a little rowdy - I think we awoke a few slumbering Woppers and annoyed the other Woppers who hadn't passed out but had more exciting things going on (the MFC legend continues). All done and said, I finally went to bed at 6:30am.

An extra-special, super-duper, wopaliscious thank you to Larrin for creating Wop 5 Timer's Club tee shirts. I can't believe I ever doubted him!

Repeat Offenders: Sweet Lucy (8), BW (6), Larrin (6), Char (5), Dano (4), Kathy B (4), Kim B (4), Jimmer (3), Kaiser (4), Sir Chadwick and Lady Tracy (3), Andy H (4), Amy (2), Brandi (2), Megan (2), Dan S (2), Brian (2), Don (2), Vanessa (2), Squirrelly The Party Mascot (2)

First Offense: Becca, Andy T, Curt and Rachael, Skippy and Lori, Jamie, Kris, Alana, Mike, Wade, Annette, Jeff

5 Timer Inductee: Char "The Winker" B.

Man of the Par-Tay: Andy Tesch - this man should be banned from Red Bull. Rumor has it that he went home at the break of dawn and didn't go to bed for 3 days . . .

Phrase That Pays: "You're still here?" or "Nobody Better!"

Something We Don't Hear Enough Of: "You know what this party needs? A monkey!"

The Final Four: Tesch, Becca, Jimmer and Sweet Lucy