not my story, but rather a story from the local newspaper.
about a month back there was a break-in at a convenience store surrounded by the lowest of the low rent apartments. the front glass door was smashed open and some displays had been moved but, aside from the minimal damage, there was no evidence of theft. that is, until the security cameras were checked. what they showed was a young black male walking up to the front door and smashing it open with a hammer. he reaches inside to undo the lock, enters the store and proceeds, in the darkness, to the drink case where he takes, wait for it, a SINGLE can of fourloko.
officers begin canvassing the nearby neighborhoods looking for anyone who may have witnessed any suspicious activity.
an hour or so into their door-to-door search, they come across a man in his apartment who is clearly drunk and holding a can of fourloko. the officer shows the man the security camera picture of the thief and asks if he has seen anyone matching the description. the drunk man stares at the picture for a moment before exclaiming excitedly "that's me!"
he tells officers he had been drinking fourloko most of the night and went to steal more when he ran out. he then led officers to where he had thrown the hammer into a culvert before being carted off to jail.
i have a great respect as well a great fear of anyone who drinks this stuff recreationally.
After sipping gin I was lured into a game of kings. I chugged two in waterfall mode, finished in about half an hour. Blacked out and woke up in the hospital at about 4 am, at which point the night was explained to me. I'd gotten in a fight with a girl, headed to a bar and gotten kicked out. At my friend's house I fell backwards over a table and smacked my head against his door. I hit it hard enough to split open my head leave a blood splatter and pass out in my friend's arms while she held a paper towel to my head. 7 staples. I also apparently told the nurse, "Give it to me straight doc - AM I GONNA LIVE??"
One night I drank two cans of Four Loko and I remember sitting in a hot tub then sitting at a Subway restaurant hitting my head against the table yelling, "This is my nightmare. This is my hell", then giving a homeless man a high five instead of change, and that was the last thing I remembered. The next morning I woke up soaking wet in the back of a Ford escort by myself shoeless outside of an apartment complex that I lived at two years ago.
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After a long night of lokoness i was brought back to this girls room who my boy told me was a straight freak. So obviosly i was all about it. She said "the only rule is I can do whatever I want to you"....so next thing you kno this girl put anal beads up my ass and laid out a towel underneath me. I'm thinking what could possible be next. She then proceeds to suck my dick and tell me to let her kno when i'm gonna cum. So finally i'm about to go and let her know...she rips the anal beads out of my ass...my cumshot hit the ceiling and I shit my draws...without the loko in my system I dont think I would have been in this situation. Thank you Four Loko
My night started off with me buying 4 cans of 4loko; one lemon lime, one blue raspberry, and two cranberry lemonade. i chugged my blue raspberry within 30 minutes at my friends party. felt pretty faded, moved onto a cranberry lemonade and ended up chuggin that on a dare.. bad choice. things got blurry. then i realized i was almost done with my 3rd... lost track of time(blacked out) and came out of it running out of a KFC with half a bucket of chicken.. my friend told me that i chugged my 4th at the party and proclaimed; "i need some goddamn chik'n!". ended up buying a bucket ate half, threw it up on the counter and ran out of the place... I've been a vegetarian for 8 years, and i'm a member of PETA.. damn you 4lokos...
My friend Matt and I have the same birthday one year apart which happened to be on a Tuesday before our Calculus midterm the next day at 1 o'clock. We studied all week for the test. All week we planned on having out birthday celebration the Wednesday after the test.
As we were doing our studying during that day we felt like we knew all our shit. So then our plan was to get lok'd that night to celebrate the night of our actual birthday too. Right after we planned it, I found out that I had to go to a meeting at 10 that night.
I went to my meeting and ended at 10:30. I then went over to Matt's house thinking that we were not going to drink, but he thought otherwise and handed me my first loko.
After drinking that loko like water I proceeded to take bong loads and birthday shots of patron. After that I cracked my 2nd loko.
Cross-faded out of my mind. I started playing hockey (the drinking game) with my loko and when my can got hit, I had to chug. This last chug put me on the floor. Shivering on the ground face first with my face literally in the bowl, I thought I was going to die. I moved from the living room, to the bathroom and then to the bathtub where I ended up passing out.
The next morning, I woke up at about 10:30 still shit-faced. I got driven home and in the car ride I had to puke. I held it till I got to my dorm where I yacked in the parking lot before I stumbled into my room.
For the next 2 hours I layed on my floor trying to eat, drink and get better for my test at 1 o clock. Then when 12:30 came around, still hammered, I walked to class to take my test. We went to the test still drunk/hungover and took the test. After my test I went back to my dorm room at 3 and yacked the yellow shit in my shower and then passed out for the rest of the day.
A week later, we got our tests back to see a 100% on my paper and a 102% on his. We got the two highest grades in the class.
i tried playing "sober sally" at a party cuz my friend was turning 21 and needed some watching that night. needless to say, i ended up with 1 dick in my vag and 1 dick in my ass. thx 4 loko!
When I discovered this website, I was confident that I was going to blow you all away with my Four Loko stories, but then I realized that I don't remember anything I've ever done after drinking Four Loko's.