No foolin'

I am a lover of April Fool's jokes - already got my wife this morning with a small but effective trick (it's an inside joke based on years of marriage, trust me, you had to be there).

I grew up with my mom constantly trying to trick us with some hyperbolic utterance (um... bullshit us, is what I mean).
"Look, there's a flock of geese on the lawn."
"A cow in the backyard!"
"A deer in the driveway!"
As I recall, it seemed to always have a wildlife theme. As a kid I would run to the window, sleepy, and wondering how a cow got in our yard. Even when I didn't believe, I liked the idea of the harmless prank, and would go to the window just to play along. There were those years of teenage-hood, where I just would mutter, "Yeah, right", but that was short lived.

The local radio station got into it, broadcasting fake news stories (a herd of cows on main street - what can I say, cows were a theme where I lived.) Phoning people and telling them to put plastic bags over their phones so they could "clear the lines", or just asking people if there fridges were running. (Well, you better go catch it! No, I didn't live in the Catskills.)

I've tried to carry on the tradition, though my current teenagers are in the "yeah right" phase, and there is nary a cow to be seen. Still, my wife and me have played a few good ones on each other over the years. I love her enough that I would still go to the window and look for livestock.

Anyway, the point of this post is really to draw you to the post below, titled "The End" - if you read woofreakinhoo, please post below and let me know.
For real, no cows involved.