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Jamal: Mayne, I was meeting my girlfriend's parents for the first time and was really fucking nervous. It was a 2 hour drive to her rents house so I figured I'd drink a 40 or some shit on the way to loosen up. While at the gas station I see these 4loko's cheap as SHIT! I'm talking like $1.50. Well I drank two. I have no recollection but I learned in the morning we showed up and I was wearing a bandana trying to sell her dad a zanax. Proceeded to almost fight when he declined my offer and I ended up shitting (this drink gives you mad shits bro) on her mom's curtains
Loko: 406
Not Loko: 334
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Misc: Drank my 1st 4 Loko last week. Not a single fuk was given that day.
Loko: 404
Not Loko: 358
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Yeti: Had my first Loko the other nite...liked the feeling and had my second...then third...i woke up the next morning in an elevator with 7 empty cans of loko and sharpie inked all over my body...almost 13 hours elapsed without me remembering it...oh...and it should also be known that my dorm building doesnt have an elevator...i found myself in a building in downtown Manhattan.
Loko: 403
Not Loko: 333
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Grant: Bonged Three Four Lokos, broke into a house I plan on living in next year, told random people to go fuck themselves, got kicked out of 2 bars, puke all over myself, went to go shower off, wake up 3 hours later to my roomates banging on the door, ended up flooding the bathroom and the entry way.
Loko: 403
Not Loko: 355
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Loko ono: Did a power hour with a Loko not knowing what it was. Passed out at a party, got lost on my way home. Was found by my guy friends in the guys bathroom crying in the stall, when they moved me to the bigger stall i started screaming "he left me for a fat ugly girl with big gums!" "big what?" "GUMSS! LIKE A HORSEE!" I then went back to their room where i forced them to play christmas music for me to "dance" to, it was april. When they told me to go to bed i told them that I was the night owl and they were my owlettes and i tell them when the fuck to go to bed, and it is their bedtime!
Loko: 402
Not Loko: 319
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freakshow87: went out with two in me, woke up with a court date and a concussion. typical tuesday
Loko: 402
Not Loko: 335
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C.H.G.: Got drunk on 4 Loko's, stole a vehicle owned by my university, got in a police chase with campus police, wrecked the car I was driving and a police car. Escaped on foot. Thanks 4 Loko!
Loko: 402
Not Loko: 351
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hellnono: i should preface this by stating that under normal circumstances, i am fully a legit lesbo. I met a friend of mine at a dance party after an art opening, where i'd imbibed a few glasses of wine. we went to a deli and picked up 3 four lokos and split the bounty. i did *not* black out, but started hump-dancing a dude in a sweater vest (WHAT?). My friend stage-dove and no one caught her, causing her to break her rib, whereupon I left with the dude. we went back to the radio station he owned and had sex on the couch. he slept on the floor and i left my bra there, doing the most brutal walk of shame i have ever experienced.
Loko: 401
Not Loko: 322
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Rudester: Drank four lokos, four of them, on the night of halloween. Last thing i remeber is yelling viciously at the whole party then i wake up 100 miles away in my work clothes the next afternoon. I went to sleep dressed as an alligator.
Loko: 401
Not Loko: 333
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Four Nojoke-o: Went to visit some bros and started off the night with 3 cans of this death juice....that's the last thing I remember. Apparently, we got sick of sitting around and walked to the store to continue getting our rage on. On our way, I miserably failed to dropkick a tree and proceeded to tear the back of my shorts and put a 12" gash in my leg. In the store, I ripped off my shirt, had a flex-off with the old lady behind the register with blood dripping down my leg, and got kicked out by the manager. A few hours and a bunch of tackled mailboxes later, I woke up on the bathroom floor with blood soaked shorts stuck to my leg, throwing up dinner/Loko/blood and crying like a little girl....thanks Four Loko
Loko: 401
Not Loko: 341
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