A big Texan stopped at a local restaurant following a day roaming
>around in Mexico. While sipping his tequila, he noticed a sizzling,
>scrumptious looking platter being served at the next table. Not only
>did it look good, the smell was wonderful.
>
>He asked the waiter, "What is that you just served?" The waiter
>replied, "Ah senor, you have excellent taste! Those are called Cojones
>de Toro, bull'* ********* from the bull fight this morning. A
delicacy!"
>
>The cowboy said, "What the heck, bring me an order." The waiter
>replied, "I am so sorry senor. There is only one serving per day
>because there is only one bull fight each morning. If you come early
>and place your order, we will be sure to save you this delicacy."
>
>
>The next morning, the cowboy returned, placed his order, and that
>evening was served the one and only special delicacy of the day.
>After a few bites, inspecting his platter, he called to the waiter and
>said, "These are delicious, but they are much, much smaller than the
>ones I saw you serve yesterday." The waiter shrugged his shoulders and
>replied, "Si, Senor. Sometimes the bull wins"

that'* why ya don't become a bull fighter

Thats why you dont eat anything with the word BALLS in it!! lol