I'm laying here and it's 8:19am.
April 1st.
The day of the fools.
I know that when I walk downstairs I will be greeted by my Father and he will try to pull an April Fool's Day prank on me.
Despite how prepared I am, I nearly always fall for it.
Sitting here typing about how I know it's coming doesn't make it easier - it makes it more imminent.
I usually try to get a prank in sooner but I was short of ideas this year.
I guess I had better go and try and be on guard.
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