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Four loko was punishment for our sins of hubris. We flew too close to the sun and woke up naked in a K-mart parking lot.
“Blue Light special in handicap parking, 100% off for the dude covered in urine.”
And Gen X operating the ride while on acid
I still think it was incredibly hypocritical that Four Loko was basically forced to remove caffeine from their drinks, but anyone with enough money can still go into a bar and order as many Jagerbombs as they want… I’m fully aware that neither of them are good for you, but it seemed like someone decided that poor people shouldn’t have access to this. They’re essentially both the exact same thing lol
Isn’t the difference that a jaegerbomb is something that’s made yourself (or by the bartender) while four loko was a prepackaged product? I can make an explosive from stuff I buy from the hardware store, doesn’t mean theyre going to ban stump remover any time soon.
Possibly? In my experience I’ve never seen anyone make Jagerbombs at home though. It’s almost always made by the bartender. It could be argued that a bartender could make the drinks with less alcohol in them but how often does that actually happen?
I’ve made them at home. And at bars in my area, you could order a jaggermeister and a red bull, but the bar tender would serve them separately and you’d have to combine them yourself.
Where I live they are happy to mix them for you right there at the bar and they will keep serving them until you either run out of money or become unruly enough to throw out. It usually resulted in a number of people running around like the Tasmanian Devil by the end of the night
Yeah I meant more that they’re made on the spot rather than being sold that way off the shelf.
They’re still legal. Making explosives yourself is illegal, not just buying them premade is.
Eh, it was a pretty crazy drink that was apparently deceptively strong and definitely led to deaths and various blackout-induced crimes and issues.
A can had the same amount of alcohol as 4-5 beers and the same amount of caffeine as 2 red bulls. And that was a “single serving” amount.
Last time I drank Four Loko I was in Havasu. We were stalked by a vampire. When he ran off the roof I watched him land on a bollard nuts first then cops taze the fuck out of him.
Plot Twist: Gen Z have BORG - A gallon milk jug with nothing but vodka, sugar, water, and purple.
Bitch please, that’s vodka and Kool aid with a new name. We’ve been doing that forever. I’m millennial and I learned it from a Gen-Xer.
Have you even lived if you’ve never drank jungle juice out of some dudes backpack at 4am on the Vegas strip?
Vodka and Kool Aid? We used Everclear, called it “PJ” which is short for “party juice.”
Good times. Probably.
The thing about that era that nobody seems to remember for some reason is that 4Loko made everyone crazy because there was pseudoephedrine in it. It’s an upper that’s used as a decongestant, but it also makes people feel like they can do 100 pushups easy when they can barely do 5.
The stuff was in everything. It’s WHY “Red Bull gives you wings” and Red Bull has never been the same since it killed some kid who wouldn’t stop chugging Red Bulls at a rave, and they had to take it out. The stuff was legal enough to serve in cans at the gas station, you could buy the hell out of pseudoephedrine products of every kind, even if you weren’t old enough to drink alcohol in the US, it wasn’t really controlled at all, so it was the secret engine behind the Scene Kids, as well.
It was in EVERYTHING. I have a story about being at work with a miserable flu, dragging complete ass and wishing for death, but then lunch came, and I took some TheraFlu that I had, only to spend the rest of the day gacked out of my mind like “let’s get these fuckin NUMBERS bro!” Ridiculous.
Dumb old caffeine doesn’t hold a candle to it. The real reason pseudo was taken away was because all the tweakers were doing kitchen sink bullshit with stolen cough medicine to make crank and then selling that shit to Indiana truckers, it was crack for people who couldn’t get crack. You could already fly off a can of Red Bull, but they had to have more. It was bigger than 4Loko, it was a hell of an era. Motherfuckers were crawling on the roof. Everyone’s mom was flipping off of stuff at the drug store that she innocently enough bought for a cold. It explains a lot about the 1995-2005ish era.
There were a lot of different options on the booze racks next to 4Loko, I’m not sure why people latched onto that one brand so hard, probably because it was cheap, or maybe it was the first of its kind. Red Bull doesn’t have booze in it. But that’s why Red Bull and vodka became a thing, as well, but that drink was a bit too classy to earn the ghetto legend status. For me and my crew, it was Dragon Jooz, which my roommate had to ban from the house. Same shit, though, it was a 4Loko copycat, there were a bunch of them. House parties were nutty for a little while. It was a real obnoxious era for the party people who only smoked weed and had to put up with it.
But the era came to an end. They took the pseudo away from the public. 4Loko and Red Bull both got severe downgrades to “just a bunch of caffeine and maybe booze.” A lot of the 4loko copycats vanished forever without their real star ingredient. TheraFlu is probably just aspirin and dust now, or discontinued. Party’s over. Thank fuck.
The strange part is how the pseudo wiped everyone’s memory somehow. To this day, I still hear people talk about this era like the energy drinks just had a lot of caffeine in them and that’s why things were all crazy. No, bro. No. You are missing the most important Horseman in this apocalypse, come on. I think a lot of people weren’t all that aware of the ingredients in the can of cheap swill they were pounding, so that’s probably why.
Oh man oh man
Elder millennial here. I never had the pleasure of drinking four loko. I was already a crackhead dope fiend by the time it got popular. But I did drink a 4 pack of red bull and a 5th of vodka one day in high school. I was in the burbs. my friends told me later a little girl walking a dog passed by, and I was hollering violent threats at her for being a “rich kid.” never again.
