I mean, I had to be a little adventurous on the last day of the fair.
So after 11 days of destroying my body with amazing fair food, I had to give myself a slight punishment: Rocky Mountain Oysters.
No, it's not seafood. In the slightest. It's... well... uh... it's the nut.
Yep. Bull Testicles.
As you can imagine, this was about as pleasant as hearing Styrofoam rub together.
Did the ranch help? Yes, ranch helps with everything. But trying to get past the thought of eating an animal's manhood was tough.
Check it out. Sorry I made you take the L with me, Paul.