A fellow was touring Spain and stopped for lunch at a local restaurant. While dining, he saw a scrumptious looking dish pass by. It looked and smelled wonderful! He inquired to the waiter what it was. The Waiter replied: "Ah, Senor, you have excellent taste! Those are bull testicles from the bullfight this morning. A delicacy!" The patron, though momentarily daunted when he learned of the origin of the dish, thought: "What the hell, I'm on vacation," and then requested an order. The waiter regretfully informed him there was only one order per day as there was only one bullfight each morning. The waiter related further that if the patron returned and placed his order early the next day, he would be sure to have an opportunity to try the rare dish. The next morning the man returned, and much to his delight, was served the special meal. Upon inspection and after a few bites, he noted to the waiter that they were much smaller than the ones on the plate the previous day. At this, the waiter shrugged and replied, "Si, Senor. Sometimes the Bull wins."