A tourist went to a famous restaurant in Mexico City. "What is the special tonight?" he asked.
"Poached gonads," said the waiter.
The waiter explained that they were the testicles of a bull that was slain in the ring that afternoon. The tourist was adventurous, and had to agree that the poached gonads were tasty and satisfying.
The next evening, he returned to the same restaurant and ordered the baked gonads again. On his way out, he complained to the manager about the two miserable testicles served to him that night.
"Ah, senor!" said the manager. "Sometimes the bull wins!"
"Poached gonads," said the waiter.
The waiter explained that they were the testicles of a bull that was slain in the ring that afternoon. The tourist was adventurous, and had to agree that the poached gonads were tasty and satisfying.
The next evening, he returned to the same restaurant and ordered the baked gonads again. On his way out, he complained to the manager about the two miserable testicles served to him that night.
"Ah, senor!" said the manager. "Sometimes the bull wins!"
