April Fuhl and the Mudhopping Throat-Grappler

So I woke up this morning, and after polishing my "Prince Albert" piercing I got on my pogo stick and bounced the thirty miles to where I work as a psychic phone friend. My good friend April Fuhls met me half way, and we talked about our prior ambitions.

I, of course, wanted to be a singer. That was before the mudhopping throat-grappler rendered me incapable of singing. Damn throatgrapplers. Like a camel spider, only they hop around in mud and bite people in the throat, hence thier name.

April wanted to go to Clown College, but she got sued for copyright infringement because she wore the same rubber nose as another clown. April was sued by Spanky the Blue Nosed Clown, but eventually the suit was dropped when it was found that Spanky's nose was actually cyan, and not blue as he had so claimed. But it so disenfranchised April, she gave up and became a psychic phone friend instead.

Yep, two of a kind, April and I. Dreams crushed and all.

Oh yeah, and I hope you had an excellent April Fool's day. :)

So 'til next time, rock on.