By admin | April 1, 2004 | Comments Off on

“I’d like a Stella, and five shots of tequila please.” “Oh, I’m sorry, you’re with the MTV party? I can’t serve you any shots.” “Even if I pay?” I ask. “No, sorry.” Pause. Tick, tick, tick. “April fool!” I was this close to making it through the day without being made a fool of when…

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