I called my brother and told him that I couldn't reach my DH, that I had a flat tire and would he find DH, if not could he come get me? He asked where I was and I said, "Do you know where the town of Gays is?" He said he did and asked why I was so far from home. (about 90 miles) I told him that I took DD and her friend to see the historic two story outhouse. He said he had to get his shoes on and he'd come get us. I laughed, "April Fools." We really were in Gays, we really had gone to see the outhouse, but we didn't have a flat and we weren't stranded.
(Illinois really does have a town named that and it really does have a historical two story outhouse---you can read about it on the web)