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Remember that one fucking kid in school that always sold everyone out? It’s the end of the day, 5 minutes to go, and the teacher has forgotten to hand out the worksheets for homework. Mind you, everyone in the class is very much aware of this fact. It’s like at a baseball stadium when a pitcher’s working on a no-no. Everyone knows, but no one will say anything for fear of jinxing it. Two minutes to go. Now she’s rambling on about how the permission slips for the field trip to the waste water treatment plant are due tomorrow—she’s gonna forget! No homework! Finna drink my weight in Squeezit's and play Sega Genesis until my eyes bleed, son! And then that one kid raises their hand and says, “What about our homework?” I WAS ALWAYS SO CLOSE TO MURDERING THAT KID'S FACE. That’s kind of what snitching is like. You don't want to be that kid who reminds teachers to hand out homework, do you? You don't have to be for the low, low price of twenty bucks.