One day, an American was touring Spain on his CB750K8. After his day's sightseeing with his vastly superior motorcycle, he stopped at a local restaurant. While sipping his wine, 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 that had rode up to his table on a CB750k1 (clutch knocking because the carbs were out of sync). "What is that you just served?"
The waiter replied, " Ah senor, you have excellent taste in motorcycles and food! Those are bulls balls from the bull fight this morning. A delicacy!"
The American, though momentarily daunted when he learned the origin of the dish said, "What the heck, I'm on vacation and I have the knowledge to repair or rebuild any part of my bike with the factory tool kit! Bring me an order!"
The waiter replied, "I am so sorry, senor. There is only one serving a day since there is only one bull fight each morning. If you please return on your incredible CB750K8, early tomorrow and place your order, we will be sure to serve you this delicacy!"
The next morning, the American returned on time because he had spend the night checking connections and rebuilding 3 of the carbs, placed his order and was served the one and only special delicacy of the day. After a few bites, and inspecting the contents of his platter, He called to the waiter and said, "These are much, much smaller than the ones I saw you serve yesterday!"
The waiter promptly rode up and replied, "Si, senor! Sometimes the bull wins!"
