In a faraway land of wonder and mischief existed a troll whose mother refused to let him out of the cave. She said, “You’re far too young, my munchkin!” in a screechy voice every time he asked to leave from the cave. Her true fear was that her ugly son could get uglier. After all, it was a town of tricks where falling upon one’s face was not uncommon. Although she tried to keep him inside, he longed to leave the musty dusty cave and go to the Great Kingdom of Trash: Florida. And on the very day he left, the troll was given free passage through the tricky town to make his destination. This day was April 1. Little did he know, Florida was the trashie-I mean, trickiest at this time of year. People made booby traps out of $2 sunglasses and cuffed booty shorts. The motel owner tried to fill his hand with shaving cream as he slept, but luckily the troll had made a shield from the finest “Floridan Latex,” before falling asleep the night before. Besides, since the troll wore My Little Pony diapers regularly, he was quite indestructable to the “warm cup of water” trick.
And so, after all these feats he had overcome, and tricks that he had yet to succumb to, the Troll returned home a hero. He never had to stay in his mother’s cave again. In fact, he got his own cave. Today, we celebrate him as a hero, by trying to find his consciousness in someone else, to trick him one more time.