I had thought that I wouldn't get to do an April Fool as my 30th birthday falls 2 days before 1st April. As it turned out I still didn't really manage it as I was so unwell on the day. I picked up a gastro virus from somewhere which would have been unpleasant enough but as I lack a colonic buffer zone (see #15 Fart & Burp) the bug caused me to lose very large amounts of fluid in a very short space of time. This made me feel most peculiar so April Fools were the last thing on my mind.
I eventually remembered what day it was when the husband got in from work. In a vain bid to salvage the day and meet my challenge I told him he had a boogie hanging from his nose. He was fooled enough to wipe said nose but scoffed at me when I gleefully informed him of my hoax. Apparently it doesn't count if you play a prank after midday?! In fact, in that case the fool is on you....oh no.
I've never really liked April Fools, or Halloween for that matter. Why do people suddenly feel justified in being complete rotters just because the calendar shows a particular date?
"Why have you thrown eggs and flour all over my windows?"
"It's Halloween!"
"Oh yes, of course, how stupid of me. Ha ha! What larks! Do carry on!"
As if.
I'm clearly too old and boring to carry this on off, although I can't say I remember playing many April Fools when I was young and funfilled either. Maybe it's more a matter of being too darn nice.
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