When I was a little boy, I woke up early on april 1st, made my bed (which I never did), then hid in the closet. My mom came to wake me up and freaked the fuck out when she saw I was gone. I popped out with an “april fools!” after half an hour when they were about to call the cops.
This year I bought some kitchen sponges, cut them up into squares, and frosted them and put sprinkles on top. When she comes home from school, viola, brownies!
lol What’s with you and brownies. You’re an evil fucker, you know that?
Those actually look pretty good, and I’d totally pick one up and eat it.
Evil I tell you. :-|