Here are some Loko Stories:
So Sad:
On november 18 four lokos will be banned in Washington state. Not so loko if you ask me....
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Electro-man:
drank a four loko to start the evening off right before a friend's b-day party. so apparently I made friends with everyone in chili's. sang karaoke of michael jackson (while doing pseudo michael jackson dance moves) and ended up getting "with" one of my friends exes. that was an awkward morning and day after. gracias four loko. you complete me.
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Thank god im alive:
I disappeared with a stranger for 45 minutes, asked a random girl to be my best friend, made out with 7 guys of all different ethnicities, got a huge scar on my arm (don?t know how), and drove home singing party in the USA at the top of my lungs. All within a few hours. Ohh yeah, that girl, she?s now my best friend :)
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crazy:
I was in the car with my girlfriends one night, they were talking about Four Lokos. I told them I'd never tried it before, so the next weekend they had a friend buy us some. I had one Blue Raspberry Four Loko. ONE. All I remember is telling my friend I needed to throw up, she tried to help me to the bathroom, and I cried because I kept stumbling and couldn't walk. I collapsed on the floor and vomited where I sat.
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UniversityMisc:
Me and my boy Bert were throwin back 4lokos when our boy Jeep Brah came by and we hopped in to go pick up some bitches and shit. anyway the Earth blew up and then the big bang happened and I had to ask if someone really is the first to be the most undecided look like?
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M.:
Smart enough not to leave the house, this is my IM messaging to a friend after 2.5 Lokos..(spelling has been fixed so its readable)
10PM..
M: get me off
i need to cum
long pause....
5 hours later....
OK so I woke up at 245 with a vibator in my ass and dildo in my pussy, sleeping on my back (which I NEVER do) watching master & commander on tv..thats shit needs to be banned
M: oh and wearing headphones evidently watching porn
M: my phone is missing and I seemed to have messaged joe instead of you in a bunch of posts
M: now i cant get back to sleep and I'm afraid to take anything
M: oh and my panties are soaked =)
M: found my phone, stuck in the couch
M: 2 xanax it is
M: you're lucky i don't call you
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Julieffinryan:
Okay first off, a good representation of the night, and this amount of four loko+alcohol split between four people: myself and three male friends.
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=1470846205935&set=a.1110700802525.19298.1077014600
Pretty fucking insane. If you can't see the picture, we bought 10 of them, one of each flavor and a few doubles, a bottle of captain morgan spiced rum, and a twelve pack of Lionshead. way ridiculous for four people. We drank furiously, slamming down the four, sloshing four in huge beer mugs with the captain, and annhilating the twelve pack almost immediately.
All of a sudden, a massive crash, as one of the boys slams a window down too hard in all of his four loko superstrength and glass covered the kitchen. This lead to an all out thrash fest intended only to destroy the entire house. Breaking other dishes and glasses ensued, as well as extending rolls of toilet paper throughout, and wrestling / rolling around in the mess of broken glass and sticky bullshit.
One of the boys attempted to initiate sex, and turning him down abruptly because I was only interested in destruction, he is filled with rage and races out of the house barefoot and up the street screaming madly. I, in turn, become enraged, and attempt to take a bicycle up the street to look for him, failing miserably as I fall immediately and destroy my knuckles on the street, creating an open bloody gash on my right hand.
All of a sudden, the other roommate, a girl, comes home and is mortified of the destroyed house. Drunken madness ensued as she begins fighting and screaming with her significant other male, and I get involved wrongfully, and after telling me off, I get upset and grab my keys (oops) to attempt to search for the one who ran off earlier. I have with me a half drunk can of four.
She comes outside attempting to stop me from leaving and grabs my keys and starts walking away. I make a futile effort to stop her by throwing the half empty can at her, and it douses her from head to toe. She freaks out and grabs my face with her nails SO HARD and punches me square in the mouth twice. I fall backwards and then start crying like a little bitch and take off dramatically in my car.
While driving I catch a glimpse of the one lost boy and the significant other running through yards and leaping over fences like track runners after eachother. I follow them with my car to see them rolling around wrestling and hitting eachother in the middle of the street. They keep going and make it to the train station. When I get there, I become so enraged by this sight that I grab the one who tried to initiate sex, and start slapping him angrily and grab him by the throat (presumably in the fashion of the girl who hit me earlier) and try to take him away from this public place. It doesn't work so I decide to drive to Atlantic City?
In a flash I was there, which is strange, and not memorable. Considering I was coming from Egg Harbor City, its a decent drive, but I guess I had a blast.
Blackout time. Suddenly I'm on New York Avenue as I've crashed my car into the curb. Several men, who's faces I can't recall, approach me, and are shocked to see me I presume because my face is a bloody mess and I'm crying and in desperate trouble with a completely flat tire. Well like good Samaritans, they assist in changing my tire, but before they can get the hubcap on, I become paranoid and some strange four-loko force within me told me to flee the scene. So I take off with the door open, without saying thank you -.- and head back towards ???? wherever/????
I wake up the next morning in the boy who I slapped's truck. We're in Linwood, in an esteemed neighborhood in front of a huge house and the sun is agonizing.
(What happened)
At some point after fleeing the scene I got in contact with him and he met me at McDonald's where we preceded to have a fist fight , I have no idea why, but I guess it was in the spirit of the night. He told me it was pretty brutal. We treated eachother like worst enemies. WHY?!? I LIKE this kid!! In fact, we all love eachother and are great friends. The only explanation I can have for such rage would be the four loko.
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21 bday:
On my 21st birthday this past july me and my 3 friends were planning on going to a bar. we went to a gas station and each got a loko(or 2) to pregame before we went out. When we got to the first bar they wouldnt let us in cuz we were 'too drunk'...the second bar we got in and had a greatttt time but after a few drinks on top of the whole loko and a half I had already had...upon leaving the bar my friend swung at a cop who was yelling at us and we got arrested. got bailed out and everything ended up fine...for me at least.
all in all...a greart 21st bday thanks to 4lokos :)
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