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BallzDeep: I woke up the other day with several four loco cans in my sink, blood all over my face, a ruptured bursa sack and five grams of coke. I will never go as Dr. Rockso for Halloween again.
Loko: 342
Not Loko: 290
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Anon: I am prepared to drive to Connecticut once a month to stock up on four lokos (FUCK YOU NEW YORK, FUCK YOU)
Loko: 342
Not Loko: 301
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Kait.: After one loko, a beer & a long island.. let's just say I was a fucking shit show. According to the scrapes on my hand, knees and top of my foot, I'm pretty sure I fell down a million times on my way home. **** & I practically fucked on the stairs outside of my apartment. The only neighbor of mine that I actually know had to squeeeeeeze past us just to get up the stairs. ("Oh, hey, Joe!") Laid down on my living room floor and proceeded to drunk dial my ex-boyfriend. Hung up with him, rolled over & vommed. Got up, stumbled to the restroom, and sat down on the toilet , peeing & leaning over the bathroom sink to vomit at the same time. Passed out in that position & woke up a few hours later. I. HATE. FOUR LOKO.
Loko: 341
Not Loko: 310
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Jack Lev: drank 2 lokos driving with my gf. fuckin homeless guy stole my car when i left it wit keys in ignition. got on my gf's little sis bike and chased him down. blacked out... i have no car. no bike. girlfriend dumped me. 4 loko ruined my life
Loko: 340
Not Loko: 310
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Gianc: I went to a party and finished 2 four lokos in an hour. I eventually whipped out my dick and had bitches petting it. I was tripping everywhere. I took a fat hoe to the bathroom and proceeded to get dome. Soon after the head session, I ran into a fence butt ass naked. Thats not even it, I hit my head on a door and was bleeding everywhere. I shouted to my boys D Tanc and Nuchey that I was going to "bleed to death and passed out. I was eventually sharpied all over my face. I woke up at 6 am and found shit in my pants and throw up on the bed... Lokos 4 life!!!!!!!
Loko: 340
Not Loko: 299
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Grrrr: Stop posting BS stories
Loko: 340
Not Loko: 303
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kylerz15: One night i ended up drinking 4 four lokos and attempted to play guitar. I have been playing for years, and i did not even know how to play a single song that night. I also sexually harassed two girls with plastic fruit. i then pulled an upper decker at a random house threw up on a cat and broke my dvd player.
Loko: 339
Not Loko: 295
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lewee_regal : i went on a week long four loko bender. when it was all said and down, i was asked to move out of my house, i broke up with my girlfriend,broke two fingers, stole a womans bicycle, and got a black eye from god knows where. delicious shit!
Loko: 338
Not Loko: 292
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malaking utot: drank a 4loko n then i got gassy. i went to my dog to fart in his face n ended up sharting myself.
Loko: 338
Not Loko: 280
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4WACKo: OK. so the night started like any thursday... I got me a LOKO and killed it. Got another and killed it. proceeded to drink all the beer in my bros fridge and smoke... THIS IS THE POINT I WAS FILLED IN ON LATER.... so apparently I went to a party and the cops came so the house owner locked the doors.. I left anyway LOKO in hand. I walked right past the cops fell down the steps and yelled at the damn steps for being so hard to use... then i stole a bike from a large black man in north philly and he called the cops.. the cops didnt believe him and tried to give me the bike.. mylifeisLOKO
Loko: 337
Not Loko: 294
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