Psst…  Can I let you in on a little secret?  Lean in…. closer…. a little closer…

Stop.  back it up.  Too close for comfort buddy, I want to tell you a secret not have you on my lap.

I’m not a big fan of April Fool’s day.

I know I know.  Harmless fun.  It’s not so much the pranking as it is the pressure.  And also the fact that I spend the entire day not believing anything that anyone says.

Like not even you.

Or my family.

Or my friends.

I can trust me because I know my own mind pretty well, but until midnight I’m not believing a word you say.