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This morning, my Hubby put a case of returnable soda bottles into our car while I was still getting dressed, hoping I would take the hint and get rid of them after work.

Then he came back upstairs, walked into our bedroom, looking as if something terrible had just happened.
He said: "I'm so sorry, but I just broke off the steering wheel! I don't know how this could happen!!"

While I was still trying hard not to get a heart attack, he gleefully cried: "April's Fool!"


Now you might think I'm rather stupid to have believed this outrageous story in the first place, but I'd like to point out that I was still getting dressed, which means that I was not yet awake.
On weekday mornings, I'm running on autopilot till I leave the house and start our car.