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Freaky John knew he didn’t leave it in his other pants, ‘cause he didn’t have no other pants, but that was the only place he knew that little piece of paper wasn’t.  So the Freakster and Snake are lookin’ all over Freak’s pad, y’know, tryin’ to find it in all the nooks and crannies and shit.  They look in the cookie jar, under the sofa, top of the doorjamb, even in the toilet tank.  That stupid paper is nowhere, man, and Freaky John is flippin’ out, ‘cause this is important, this is his life we’re talking about here, future and shit, so Snake goes in the head to mellow out a little, and he’s rolling a bud from Freak’s special stash he keeps taped underneath the sink, and then he notices there’s, like, writing on the paper.  And so he unrolls it real carefully, and what the fuck?  It’s the piece of paper they’ve been looking for!  So Snake is like, “Dude!  I found it!”  And Freaky John is like, “Snake, man, you rock!”  And it really was rockin’, ‘cause y’know, it’s just a piece of paper, but you gotta have that diploma if you wanna make it into law school.

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