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[apocalypsos]

Well, it's nice to see that I'm not the only one who despises this unholy of unholy days. Maybe it's because I'm gullible on Olympic levels, I don't know.

Everybody else is threatening violence for pranks. I, however, am threatening wish fulfillment. You want to tell me you're pregnant? I'll show you what I learned from that book my mom got me for Christmas, "How To Win Friends and Magically Inseminate the Unsuspecting." Want to tell me you're not feeling well and you think your appendix has burst? Finally, a reason to use all that knowledge I gleaned from "ER" reruns! Heard a rumor the President's been assassinated? Give me twenty minutes, cab fare and a two-by-four and I'll go check.

So, yeah. My hatred of April Fool's Day knows no bounds.

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[cleolinda.livejournal.com]

I loathe April Fool's Day. When I was nine, and my dad was the coach of my softball team, he sat me down one fine Saturday (April 1) and told me, completely straight-faced, that he'd traded me to another team. I'd have to turn in my jersey and go to their practices and I couldn't even talk to my "former" teammates. He kept this up until I started crying.

I am cataloguing movie news sites' AF jokes on my blog, though.