The Ultimate Kidney Donor

This man is a true saint! Donating his organs, helping others. We should all feel very blessed and inspired by this wonderful man!

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Aaron: Okay, Mr. Transtrom, Mrs. Transtrom, thank you so much for being here. Are you ready to meet the man who gave Mr. Transtrom the gift of life through organ donation?
Stephen: Yeah, I'm just really nervous.
Whitney: We both are.
Stephen: I don't think I can thank him enough.
Aaron: I think he'll know how grateful you are. Oh, that's him. Just wait right here.

Aaron: Mr. and Mrs. Transtrom, I'd like you to meet Duncan Stewart, your organ donor.

Jeremy: Hi there.
Stephen: Hello, I...
Jeremy: Ha ha ha ha. I'm sorry. I'm just really ticklish on account of I donated the skin from my torso and they took the flesh from my armpits and stretched it on down to my hip. So which one of y'all got my cochlea?
Stephen: Oh, I ddin't get a cochlear implant, no.
Jeremy: I'm sorry, this is the ear with the good cochlea. Cochlea sure is a funny word when you say it out loud. It's also very funny when you hear it through one cochlea.
Stephen: No, you donated your kidney.
Jeremy: Ho! Looks like we got matching tattoos.
Stephen: Yeah.
Jeremy: But if you do want matching tattoos, I got two-for-one coupons and my friend Marvis can draw ducks real good.
Stephen: I'm alright.
Jeremy: Well, suit yourself, more ducks for me.

Jeremy: How is it working out for you?
Stephen: Great. I have a new lease on life, it's because of you.
Jeremy: Well shoot, I wasn't going to use it anyway. But that is sweet of you. Is it giving you any problems?
Stephen: ...No?
Jeremy: Good. I'm surprised.
Stephen: Should I be concerned?
Jeremy: No, no, it's fine, but if it does give you any problems, just pop the clutch, all right? That should fix it.
Stephen: I'm sorry, I don't...
Jeremy: Oh no, I'm sorry. I recently sold my pickup truck for some Jiffy Lube coupons and I'm mixing up my recently departed assets.
Stephen: Okay.
Jeremy: But if the kidney does give you any problems, just give it a little kick.

Stephen: No, I'm okay.
Jeremy: Suit yourself.
Whitney: We made you a plate of cookies as a thank-you.
Jeremy: Oh, I'm sorry, cookies ain't no good no more on account of my taste buds.
Whitney: You donated your taste buds?
Jeremy: Oh, no, it was a weird disease with my kidneys.

Stephen: Well, it was really nice to meet you, truly I don't know how we can ever repay you.
Jeremy: You got $35?
Stephen: Do you need $35?
Jeremy: I don't need it. It'd be nice.

Jeremy: I'll tell you what. I'll settle for $37, how about that?
Stephen: That's more than $35.
Jeremy: I'll go ahead and take your word on that. How about $32 and a $5 off coupon to the Bed, Bath and Beyond?
Stephen: All right.
Jeremy: Yeah! Hoo! Go get that fryer. You sure are good with numbers, mister.
Stephen: Yeah, I work in statistics, so.
Jeremy: When I was abducted by aliens, they took a small portion of my brain, but in exchange they gave me some coupons to the Sizzler. Two-for-one salad bar, baby! Woo! They got pizza, and what are the odds of that happening, Mr. Statistics?
Stephen: Very rare.
Jeremy: Speaking of rare, I gotta head on down to the Sizzler. I'm meeting the recipient of my kidney. Y'all wanna come with?
Stephen: That was me. I...
Jeremy: Oh no, the other kidney. Wait...

Aaron: Let's get this guy on ice. Keep rolling. Get this. Thank you.