Photo courtesy of Dan Ryazansky.
Found in Latvia.
Wow! I thought pot was illegal in Latvia.
When your plate arrives empty, you realise you should have ordered the Found Testicles.
I’d gladly lose my testicles to have the pot!
Hold the testicles please.
Ow! My dinner!
I don’t know if it testes good, though
Do you want nuts with that?
“Lost testicles” It was meant to be a Spanish dish. But it got lost in the translation from Spanish, to Latvian, to english.
Ass you can see.
Los bolas (cojones) = the balls = Lost balls (hearing error)
Latvian (I think) is something like balls = bumbinos or something. So it could have been worse.
Actually 7 Euros = approx AUD $14.00 is quite darned cheap.
I’ll bet the bloke who lost them, would pay much more than that, to get ’em back.
Ode to au Pair
I lost my balls in Kuwait,
They got ripped off on a bridge,
The sent them back by air-freight,
Now I keep them in the fridge.
They are a separate entity,
As they sit there in a jar,
But it leaves me absolutely free,
To view them from afar.
Like eunuchs of the chinese dynasty,
When death on me has fall’d,
God above will smile on me,
And have them reinstalled.
EDIT: 1st verse line 3; the = they. I think i need a poof-raider. (pun intended)
So the eunuch bull doesn’t come with cheese
Is that a meatball you’re eating
Lost testicles is a ballsy dish
@ FB: There is an extra charge for that! 😉
I’d say the beef saue (saw) should precede the lost testicles.
On the menu, that is.
; – )
@ algernon 2:33pm: Never mind the cheese, a eunuch bull doesn’t come at all!
I’ve sure got the balls to eat this.