I hate April Fools Day. I'm gullible. I want to believe everything you say (well, not everything). The worst trick ever pulled on me happened when I lived in Oklahoma.
The morning before school, I was up and ready to make breakfast for the kids I was nannying for. One girl walked into the kitchen and said, "Deanna, you're pretty."
"Aww, thank you," I said as my heart melted a little.
"JUST KIDDING! APRIL FOOLS!"