going ocho loko is when an overworked student shotguns two four loko's at the begining of the whatthefuck shitstorm night that is soon to follow. once you go ocho loko, you can actually hear your liver whimper because it knows that at some point you will be so
drunk you will be beligerantly demanding the bartender to serve you by the gallon. The
high levels of
crack and alcohol that is consumed when going ocho loko is especially appealling to law students. common ocho loko activities include emailing your professors the entire urban
dictionary's list of synonyms for "scissoring", attempting to play darts at the bar using empty beer bottles, gratuitous use of the phrases: "I love you man", "I'ms orry ociffer", and "thats awesome". one who has gone ocho loko will also reference buttfucking as many times as possible. Nobody can describe how it feels to be in ocho loko mode because the loko goer
never remembers anything from that night.
Never mention the topic of ex-girlfriends around someone who has gone ocho loko; he will either begin demanding blood like he's Dexter
Morgan, or sob in the corner and have a very enlightening discussion with his beer. unfortunatley, one cannot sleep off the hangover from an ocho loko night; the extremely
high levels of caffeine guarantees you will be amped up and awake during the entire sobering up process. which sucks. one who is considering going ocho loko is better off just finding an nfl punter to kick their
gooch with steel-toed
boots.
