While vacationing in Spain a
tourist enters a restaurant and is immediately shown to his
table. As he browses the menu he notices a gentleman at a nearby
table eating what appears to be two large brown balls. The
tourist is very curious so he ask the waiter for the name of the
dish.
"Oh my" the waiter exclaims. "This is our most
prized culinary delight. Each day there is a bull fight. The
matador bravely confronts the bull with his red cape. The bull
charges him several times and each time the matador bravely
escapes death. Eventually the bull fighter will stab the bull
with his sword and kill him. It is at that precise moment that
the balls of the bull are cut off and rushed to the kitchen of
our restaurant. We prepare the dish with our best herbs and
spices and serve it to one of my customers."
The tourist is intrigued so he makes a reservation for the next
serving of the bulls testicles. Promptly at 3pm sharp the next
day the tourist arrives and escorted to a table near the window.
Some complementary wine is brought to his table with a large bowl
containing the balls. The tourist bites down and begins to slowly
savor the meat. Within a few minutes the tourist finishes the
meal and motions to the waiter.
"I'm curious about something. Yesterday I noticed that the
balls were so large but today the balls that I was served were
very very small."
"Oh my," the waiter replied, "I must have failed
to mention that sometimes the bull wins."