Ah, April Fools. ‘Tis a day designated for trickery and tomfoolery. It’s the one day of the year we get a free pass on pulling the wool over the eyes of our fellow humans.
That is, unless you happen to work for the Bedford Bulletin.
The boss, citing such trite phrases as “journalistic integrity,” “telling the truth” and “I’ll fire your fanny if you go through with this cockamamie scheme of yours,” put the kibosh on my brilliant idea.