It was this day about 20 years ago that I got the bright idea to switch all the salt and sugar in my parent’s house.

My father REALLY enjoys his morning cup of coffee. He also doesn’t have much of a sense of humor when it comes to pranks.

I think he beat the living shit out of me, but honestly I don’t really remember anything but an initial barrage of really filthy language.

After switching most of it back, time came for Mom’s home-cooked dinner. Steak and soup. Neither of those taste very good with sugar on them.

That was the last big prank I ever pulled. But damn it seemed like a good idea at the time!