Well, my mom thought it would be a riot to play a trick on me and tell me that my grandma was murdered.  Apparently my grandma told her to say this because I used to bug her about how she never does any practical jokes when my grandpa thrives off of them.

So basically, I got a call from my mom saying that my grandma was murdered and had her house robbed, but when she told this to me I knew something was fishy because my mom said it completely normal, and didn't even try to sell the emotions to me on the phone.  So I talked with my mom, hung up, and called my sister who told me that it was indeed a prank and that both my mom and grandma are laughing there asses off because they just "got me good".

So, I decided to turn it around.  I sent my mom an email two days later telling her that in respect to my grandma's death I decided to get a permenate tattoo on my entire right arm with a dragon protecting its young (or some random deep shit) symbolizing my grandma and "how I will never forget her".  I went to Wal-Mart, got a cloth tattoo sleeve for two dollars and took this picture, and attached it to the email:

My mom freaked the hell out.

She immediately called me and hastily confessed that it was a joke gone wrong and that I made a huge mistake with the tattoo.

I sent her a picture holding the cloth after she called me and emailed me back saying:

"You little shit!  We'll get you next time.

Love,
Mom".