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.