You see, I live my life through a perpetual barrage of jokes, fibs and short-term fabrications. Ask any of my colleagues (past or current), and they’ll likely attest that whatever comes out of my mouth is not to be trusted – at least not without careful scrutiny.
So what’s this poor sap planning to do on this annual hoax-welcoming day? Join the crowd for some “business as usual”?
How ho hum is that.
Nope, this year, I’m going rogue. My goal is to endure April 1 without exuding a single shred of revelry.
I’ll live like a total dullard.
And I’ll do it all on a Friday.
Now don’t taunt…