Doc:
This saturday night i had two Lokos. Catch is, i drank both of them out of solo cups mixed with vodka. Don't remember anything about the night and the next day my friend told me that I was walking in the middle of a popular road screaming at all the cars that passed, tried to fight a bunch of football players, wiped out while sprinting down the sidewalk, called my buddy and told him that the commies were coming to get me, and then showed back up at my bud's room at 4 am with Cluck U. Oh, and I walked in on him fucking, turned the lights on, and seemed not to notice it.
It's Thursday and I'm still sore as hell.
