The DNT recently ran a piece relating various reader-submitted stories of April Fools’ Day pranks gone by. Now, with all due respect to those whose stories appeared, I was… a little underwhelmed. Convincing half of scenic (and credulous) Carrboro, North Carolina (“The Paris of the Piedmont”) that a Hooters was going to take over a defunct restaurant smack in the center of town, by contrast–that was sinister brilliance (I was one of the twits who fell for it, mind you, not the architect).
Can you share any tales of memorable 1 April hijinks past without endangering your latest master plan?
