Bull's Penis

I'm pretty adventurous when it comes to food. I'll try almost anything: guinea pig, grasshoppers, raw horse, live fish, strange stinky fruit, or unfamiliar vegetables.

A few years ago I went on a company trip to Hong Kong with all the Japanese people I work with. 6 of us went to a restaurant; everyone else ordered fried rice. It was the only thing on the menu that they recognized.
I ordered a few random things and a dish of bull's penis.

Everyone looked at me like I was queer.

The bull's penis was served all chopped up marinated in soya sauce.

They looked disappointed.
I think the others expected it to come out in one piece and erect; and that I'd start deep throating it.

After I sampled it, the others eventually tried it.

Then I called them homosexuals.

Permagrins

I don't understand why some people always have a smile on their face.
They just naturally look like they are in a state of perpetual happiness or bemusement.
It must be a genetic thing; not enough facial or lip skin to cover their teeth.

or

They do it on purpose; like the way I've sucked in my gut for the last 15 years.

Whatever the cause; they make me nervous.
I don't like it.

I tend to believe in the saying:

"If you sat on a street corner and cried all day, no one would bother you. If you sat on a street corner and laughed all day, you'd be taken to the psychiatric hospital."