Dad told me this story once a few years ago and I laughed so hard. Still laughing today when I think about it. I have to share it. In his younger years my dad was an avid runner. Us kids used to run with him when we were growing up. As he got older he slowed down a bit and stopped the running but continued to go out walking just about every day. He mapped out routes on his computer for mileage here in NH in the Derry area (for the summer months) and he also walked their park in Florida several times a day throughout the winter months too. When he’d go out walking mom usually would know what route he was going and about how long he’d be gone and she would start to get concerned if he wasn’t back home at a certain time. Here's the story he told me:
Dad: "Hey Lori, I pulled one over on your mother the other day."
Me: "Why? What did you do to her dad?"
Dad: "While I was out walking the other morning I found a dinner fork in the road so I picked it up. So when I got back home she asked me, 'How was your walk?' and I told her it was ok, but you know that fork in the road over there by Johnny's house? and she looked at me real confused and thought for a second then snapped back at me saying, 'What are you talking about? There's no fork in the road by Johnny's house!!!' So I said to her, “Well I knew you wouldn't believe me so picked it up and I brought it home."
I just thought that was so funny. I laughed so hard when he told me. I could tell that mom even thought he was cute when he was telling me the story. I could just picture him walking home with that fork knowing that he was going to tell her that story and she was going to yell at him. He knew she would yell at him, yet he set her right up anyway.