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collegeman: One loko is a pregame. Two lokos is a blackout. Three lokos you are guaranteed to end up naked somewhere. Scientifically proven.
Loko: 497
Not Loko: 419
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Misc: Drank my 1st 4 Loko last week. Not a single fuk was given that day.
Loko: 496
Not Loko: 430
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The Italian: I drank two and a half four lokos at my dormitory last year. I ended up lighting an American flag on fire and tying it around my back while yelling insults at passing people on the street. Someone put it out (my shirt still has burn marks) and I finished the third in my friends room while going insane to some dubby ass dubstep. Then, I announced that a monkey had just pissed on my mind-brain and left the room. I then walked up to a fire alarm in the dorm and pulled it, for no reason that I can remember. I sprinted out of the building falling on the way and crossed the street, watching my dorm-mates pour out of the building. After we were led back in, I sprinted past the security guard upstairs and wrote a drunken confession letter, turned it in, and ended up in jail 2 days later. Most of this has been told to me, I barely remember it. Now they tell my story to all incoming freshmen every year! And somehow through all of this, I ended up being referred to as "The Italian." I'm a pale guy of Irish and English descent. I'LL MISS YOU FOUR LOKO!!!! You won't be the same without all your stimulating chemicals.
Loko: 496
Not Loko: 413
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FearlessRob: Last weekend in Baltimore I drank two 4 Lokos then found out I had to move my car because my street was going to have weekend construction. I promptly moved my vehicle then proceeded to continue boozing at a few nearby bars before my memory failed me entirely. The last thing I remember was starting to walk home, proud of myself for having avoided driving home drunk or paying for a taxi. Next thing I know it was 6:45am and I was in bed still wearing my shoes and my contacts. Several of my knuckles were split and there was part of an orange construction fence entangled on my coat. I set out to retrieve my car before it could be towed, but alas, it was nowhere to be found- not even in the city's two impound lots. FOUR AND A HALF HOURS OF WALKING LATER I found it on a sidestreet in the hood, at least 3 neighborhoods away from where I thought I parked it. Textbook Lokomotion.
Loko: 495
Not Loko: 434
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brolokos: I'd explain my favorite loko story... if i could remember what happened..
Loko: 494
Not Loko: 410
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DenJ: I work at Mcds. Last night, we decided to get a little drunk and my friend went and bought some Joose or whatever it's called. We chugged those down while on break and went to back to work. My friend wasn't handling as great as me and went to buy more shit, but this time she bought 8 Four Lokos. She comes back and everyone at our mcds starts to drink (we were the closing shift, so by everyone I mean 5 people). Umm. Wow. I remember her on the ground almost all the time. Me taking orders on drive-thru and telling people their hoodies were awesome, gave this one car of highschoolers like twenty pies and 4 large fries, and spent like ten minutes with the nurse from my college talking about communism (she's wacked out). We all ended up crying our eyes out and dancing and it was the most shitty close ever. Pretty sure we didn't restock anything. I'm so gonna get fired.
Loko: 491
Not Loko: 404
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skeeter: drank about two four lokos... ended up hooking up with the fattest chick at the party... took her home... fucked her... woke up the next morning with her there and a huge blood stain on my sheets...
Loko: 491
Not Loko: 417
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beckster: I had a mixture of a few different Four Lokos and ended the night in the ER with a broken ankle, singing Juicy by Notorious B.I.G to everyone.
Loko: 491
Not Loko: 437
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LINDA!: i drank only 1 4loko and woke up with bruised knuckles.. idk who i punched... many other bumps and bruises in places they should not be... and a missing bra.... later to find out that the guy i was throwing myself at all night was walking around the house with my bra soaked in beer on his head... i also got caught peeing on the lawn by a group of guys... flashed my thong and put on a stripper show as a distraction for my pong opponents... and was crying for a good 20 minutes for what reason i do not know. SO LOKO.
Loko: 489
Not Loko: 415
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D-money: So my friend and i had 3 four loko's each in about an hour. it tasted like old wine but i soldiered it out and drank them both.. w the last thing i remember is my roommate standing on our other (jerk) roommates car hood and taking a shit on his windshield. i woke up with no pants or boxers...just a trader joes bag and a construction vest on. my roommate came back around 10am saying that he was woken up in some bushes by a guy walking his dog..
Loko: 488
Not Loko: 448
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