I started a thread about this in the Black Project Forum and got barely any replies.
Oh well.
Since we seem to have a trend in toilet humor here...
A visitor to Madrid decided a nice thing to do would be to check out a good old-fashioned bullfight. It was an exciting event to be sure. The performers were highly skilled, and a good time was had by all. As our visitor was leaving the arena, he happened to notice a small restaurant nearby with delicious odors wafting out of its doors. Since he was a little hungry, he decided to grab a bite.
After he had taken a seat and made his order, he noticed another patron who was feasting on, among other things, what looked like a pair of delicious meatballs. Except these meatballs were larger than anything else this visitor had seen before. Curious, he caught the attention of the waiter and asked what the dish was.
"Oh, that's our specialty, señor," said the waiter. "The gentleman over there is eating the testicles of the bull that was killed in today's fight. It's only available once a day, and it always gets served within a minute after it's been prepared."
Now this was something truly unusual. Think of all the stories to tell people at home, the visitor thought. He had to try it—if only to find out what bull testicles taste like.
The next day, there was another bullfight, but the visitor didn't even bother watching. Instead, he waited impatiently outside the arena for signs that the fight was over. Pretty soon, the crowd's cheers had subsided and people started filing out of the arena. The visitor made a beeline for the small restaurant and immediately ordered the house specialty.
"You're in luck, señor," said the waiter. "You're the first to order our specialty today, so you will be the one to have the dish today. We've just finished preparing it."
Minutes later, the waiter served up a steaming plate of vegetables, bread and meatballs. The hungry visitor couldn't help noticing, however, that these meatballs didn't seem as big as the ones he had seen yesterday.
"Was there something wrong with the bull today?" he asked the waiter. "Why are these testicles so small?"
The waiter harrumphed and coughed before finally answering, "Eh, you see, señor, the bull does not always lose."