Bananas.org - April's Fool

Well, tomorrow is February first and then March and then April 1st.
I want to be the first to make a joke.

Here it is:

THE LITTLE OLD LADY IN COURT
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>Defense Attorney: Will you please state your age?
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>Little Old Lady: I am 86 years old.
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>Defense Attorney: Will you tell us, in your
>own words, what happened the night of April 1st?
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>Little Old Lady: There I was, sitting there in
>my swing on my front porch on a warm spring
>evening, when a young man comes creeping
>up on the porch and sat down beside me.
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>Defense Attorney: Did you know him?
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>Lttle Old Lady: No, but he sure was friendly.
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>Defense Attorney: What happened after he sat down?
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>Little Old Lady: He started to rub my thigh.
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>Defense Attorney: Did you stop him?
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>Little Old Lady: No, I didn't stop him.
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>Defense Attorney: Why not?
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>Little Old Lady: It felt good. Nobody had done
>that since my Abner died some 30 years ago.
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>Defense Attorney: What happened next?
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>Little Old Lady: He began to rub my breasts.
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>Defense Attorney: Did you stop him then?
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>Little Old Lady: No, I did not stop him.
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>Defense Attorney: Why not?
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>Little Old Lady: His rubbing made me feel all
>alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years!
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>Defense Attorney: What happened next?
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>Little Old Lady: Well, by then, I was feeling
>so "spicy" that I just laid down and told him
>"Take me, young man. Take me!"
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>Defense Attorney: Did he take you?
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>Little Old Lady: Hell, no! He just yelled,
> "April Fool!" And that's when I shot him, the little bastard.