Before I went to the hospital for my right kidney Panchos eviction, I asked a butcher I know to procure me a veal or sheep kidney. I got a mayo jar and moonshine and red food coloring. I created a kidney specimen jar. It looked really good all red and purply and vein-y. Truly yucky. I hid it while I was in the hospital.
When I got home at the first opportunity I got the jar outta hiding.
We were having a family dinner. I put the jar on the island. The table was set and food was served and eaten. The children sit at the island. They noticed it first. They chattered away about it. I was dying trying not to laugh.
I succeeded it not giving myself away.
The lil’wrekker got up to get something when she heard what the kids were saying.
She SCREAMED, when she looked at it. That caused everyone to look. There were plenty of "oh, grosses"and one “Oh, my god!” from the DIL.
Next thing I knew all eyes were on me. Son-of-a-wrek asked was it really my kidney as he rolled the jar around in his hand.
DIL sez “They don’t put organ specimens in mayo jars.” She’s a party pooper.
So they all know I pranked them. Son-of-a-wrek was the only one really impressed, I think. He had to know where I got the kidney.
I have to thank ~VOW, my sister separated at birth (;)), for giving me the idea.
It was a successful pranking.
The grandwreks love looking at it. My oldest granddaughter thinks I shoulda put glitter in the jar and it would be like a snow globe.
That kid cracks me up.
Oldest Grandwrek is a character. Her mother (DIL) occasionally laments my interaction with her. I walk a thin line.
Me and the girl have a special relationship. She gets me kinda like her Dad always did.
Rest assured, this story is now firmly ensconced in the Wrek family lore. The story will be told, over and over again! Your Grandwreks will have their great-grandchildren gathering around their knees, begging to be told the Kidney Story!
~VOW
When my Sister and I were going through my Mom’s effects, I came across a little sack of what I thought was tiny white pebbles. (there were about 30 of them)
I asked my sister, and she said those were her Gallstones from her near fatal Gallbladder attack from 20 something years prior. (would have been the late 50’s when she had her gall bladder taken out)
No idea why she kept them. Unless it was to skeeve me out after she died which would have been in character for her.
I did a similar prank! I bought a little plastic baby in New Orleans (IIRC they were sold for use in a King Cake). I put the baby in a little jar that I then filled with Bacardi 151. The liquor messed up the baby just enough so that it looked kind of real. I told people I had an aborted fetus that was a collector’s item.
Most people knew right away that it was a joke, but a few people freaked out. Here it is.
