I know it’s April Fool’s Day. Or April’s Fools Day. I’m not into it, just so you know. Since later childhood, I’ve had an aversion to practical jokes. Not all jokes mind you, but the ones that demand a suspension of disbelief in rectitude of benign reality, and cause the victim to fear calamity.

So I won’t believe there’s a spider in my hair today, or that my pants are on fire, or even that I’ve won the lottery.

If you’re up for something pretty darn funny, but a little twisted toward the winds of early Spring, here’s a clip.