Julie and Candice are sitting outside Justin's house, adorned in black clothing. Candice is holding a crowbar and Julie is holding a... sandwich. They both have matching scooters.

Candice: Dude, that sandwich SMELLS.. what the hell is in that?!

Julie: Ketchup and bologna.

Candice: Ewww, thats NASTY man. Reminds me of something Joey would eat.

Julie grabs Candice by her shirt collar.

Julie: Don't you EVER say that again. I am in NO way like Joey.

Candice pushes her off.

Candice: Whatever man.. how come we're riding scooters?

Julie: We can't afford a car.

Candice: We had one last time.

Julie: Man, just shut up!

Candice: Mmk.. let's get on with this.

The girls approach one of the downstairs windows. Candice pries it open and they crawl inside.

Julie: OMG, dude.. we're in JRT'S HOUSE! You gotta let me take souvenirs or somethin'!

Candice: DON'T touch anything.

Julie: Oh, fine..

Candice: Ok, Justin's probably asleep.. so.. where do we begin?

Julie: How should I know? I don't know where he keeps his fro!

Candice: Maybe he just threw it away..

Julie: SHUT UP!! THE FRO CAN'T BE GONE!! IT CAN'T! IT'S ALIVE! I KNOW IT!!

Candice: Riiight.. let's check his bedroom.

Julie: He's probably in there though.

Candice: So? The little ghetto bitch is sleeping.

Julie: Ok.

They quietly climb up the stairs and come upon a door.

Julie: Think thats his room?

Candice: Judging from the pictures of him all over the door.. yes.

Julie: Well, aren't you going to open it?

Candice: Hell no! YOU open it!

Julie: No, YOU!

Candice: You like him more then I do!

Julie: FINE!

Julie creeks open the door and steps inside, with Candice right behind her. It's dark, but they can make out Justin's sleeping form in the bed and hear a slight snoring.

Candice: HA! Ghetto boy isn't as perfect as everyone thinks! He snores!

Julie: Shut up! You're gonna wake him up!

Candice: Right. Ok, you look under his bed, I'll look in the closet.

Julie: Aight.

Candice walks over to the closet and opens the door. She see's a basketball, about 30 pairs of sneakers, and an old MMC tape.. but no fro.

Candice: It's not in here Julie...

Silence.

Candice: Julie?

She turns around to see Julie licking Justin's foot.

Candice: Bitch! Stop that! He's gonna wake up!

Julie: Sorry.. can I rub his head? I bet it's fuzzy.. hehe..

Candice: NO! You ass! Did you look under the bed?

Julie: Yeah, it''s not there.

Candice: Damn, I don't know where else to look..

Julie: In the freezer?

Candice: Bitch! Why would he keep his fro in the FREEZER?!

Julie: Maybe he's preserving it.

Candice: Oh my lord.. shut up.

All of a sudden, the girls hear a rustling sound from the bed.

Julie: Aww shit..

Justin sits up in bed.

Julie: MISSION ABORT!!! MISSION ABORT!!!

Candice: WHAT?!?!?

Justin: Yo! Who the HELL are you guys and what the FUCK you be doin' in mah house?!?!?

Candice pulls a revolver out of her jacket.

Candice: DON'T MOVE!!

Julie: CANDICE!! WTF?! YOU HAVE A GUN?!?

Justin throws his hands up in the air.

Justin: DON'T SHOOT!

Candice: He could call the cops on us! We can't have that. Now, Justin.. WHERE ARE YOU KEEPING THE FRO?!?

Justin: What you mean?! I didn't keep the damn thing.

Julie: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Candice: SHUT UP! Are you lying to us boy?! You don't wanna piss off a sista with a loaded weapon!

Justin: I'm not lying!! They threw it all away.

Julie: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Candice: SHUT THE HELL UP! Fine, Justin, we believe you. Now, we're going to leave your house, and you're going to pretend you never saw us.. got it? 'Cuz if you say ANYTHING about this, I will find you and beat your ass silly.. ya feel me?

Justin: Yes...

Candice: Good.. Julie, we're off.

Julie: Bye Justy!!

She blows him a kiss.

Candice: Retard..

The girls leave through the window they had come in by. Julie steals the hubcaps off Justin's car and then they ride their scooters into the night.

Alas, they did not find the fro...