5079 - Long joke Sunday

An American man walks into a restaurant in Spain and looks at the menu.

He doesn't speak a lick of Spanish, so he defaults to a passing waiter for advice on what to get. 

"I would recommend the cojones," the waiter says. "Our house specialty. The dish is sourced fresh from the bull killed by one of our bullfighters in the ring today."

So the man orders the cojones expecting some sort of typical beef dish, and he almost chokes on his drink when the waiter brings two big, steaming bull testicles on a plate. 

The waiter sees the man's discomfort and reassures him that it is in fact the house specialty, and after hesitating at first, the man realizes it wouldn't be on the menu if it wasn't at least sort of good. 

So he takes a bite, only to find the dish is surprisingly delicious, marinated to perfection, and full of mouth-watering flavor. He finishes every last bit, pays his bill, and decides to come back tomorrow because the dish was so good.

The next day, the man shows up again at the restaurant. 

He sits down and orders the cojones, and after a while, the waiter brings out the dish. 

While he's eating his meal, the waiter comes by to see how he's enjoying the food. 

"It's strange," the man says, "I ordered the same dish yesterday, and this time the cojones are much smaller and saltier than last night. What gives?"

The waiter responds, "You see, the bull does not always lose."