We used to use this word to describe my little brother Jesse...trickster.

I've concluded my grandmom is faking this whole insanity thing. It's really scheme to just not have to cook and clean anymore for the rest of her life.
She just saw her unmade bed and was all like "oh- didn't you sleep in here? you didn't make your bed."
And I was like, "that's you bedroom."
"oh no, i slept down the bottom!" is her reply
yeah, what bottom she is talking about no one knows.
But she does not want to make her bed
honestly!