by Brianna Popsickle

Created on: April 01, 2009

As embarrassing as it is to admit, I've come to the conclusion I'm one of those people who will never grow up. I say this because April 1st is a week away, and I find myself chuckling out loud just thinking about who I'm going to torment this year and how to go about it.

I was always a joker. I love to laugh. In fact, when I was little, a neighbour appropriately nicknamed me Giggles. I found humour in odd situations and often reacted at the most inopportune moments, like in church or at a funeral.

I pulled pranks. I remember turning the dial on the TV so it went black, when my dad left the room. I was bursting at the seams as I watched him try to fix it. There was the time I put vinegar in my sister's milk, and God help me, as I write this, tears are rolling down my face as I recall her expression as she drank it, and the memory of my mom automatically looking at me and asking "What did you do?"

Although I grew more serious as I got older, of course (I'm not a loon), I feel like April Fool's Day gives me free reign to do what comes naturally.

One of my favourite pranks was a few years ago. My boss had just purchased a new cream coloured Cadillac, her pride and joy. She arrived at work an hour before me, so when I went in, I stopped in the parking lot and strategically placed a sign beside her car that read "Gotcha! April Fools."

I went inside and we greeted each other as usual.

I said "Boy, I'm surprised you're so cheerful Barb. I was afraid to come in when I saw your car."

Her eyes grew big. "What do you mean, my car?" she asked.

"The whole right rear side is banged in. What happened?" I asked concerned.

At that she screamed "Oh my God!" She threw off her reading glasses and literally ran out the back door in a panic. I just about died. She was greeted with the April Fool's sign, and lucky for me returned to the store not angry, but relieved it had been a joke.

Another time, I got my husband good; whom you would think would be wise to me by now.

He's a big boxing fan and Mike Tyson had just been sentenced to prison. He came home for lunch and I asked, very seriously, "Can you believe that about Mike Tyson?"

"What about him?" he asked.

"You didn't hear? It's been on the radio all morning. They found him hanging in his cell. He couldn't handle it, he took his own life."

I know at this point, you're reading this and thinking I'm a sick, twisted puppy but really, I'm not.

"My husband dropped his fork and said, "Oh my God, I can't believe it." He began asking for details so I

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