Greatest Hits and What You Missed: Going Loko, and Then Some Chicken Heads

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"I hauled my purchase up to the counter. The cashier patiently scanned all of the cans. A woman in line behind me quickly took notice of my dreadful crop. 'You don't drink all of that,' she warned. 'That shit's been on the news. Don't let me see you on the news tomorrow.' I quickly assured her that I wasn't, in fact, going to drink all of the cans of Four Loko.

Then the cashier had to put his two cents in. 'Don't drink ANY of it,' he told me.

'Now wait a second,' I said, 'You just SOLD THAT SHIT TO ME.'

The cashier shrugged. I left. I threw the Four Loko onto the floor on the passenger side of my car and took off."

From "A Chemist's Descent Into Four Loko Madness," just one of our many, many Four Loko stories this week.

"Three bucks a can, give or take. And that's right in the sweet spot of a bunch of college freshmen who would normally be blowing all their disposable income on weed, burritos and World of Warcraft subscriptions."

Just a little taste of "Blackout In A Can: Four Loko By The Numbers," which attempts to answer the question: who in their right mind would drink this swill if given any choice at all?