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11/09/2007, 7:50 PM [Me by SMS to several friends around Vietnam]: “I have cow penis in my mouth, yeah that sounds gay.”
Samples of friends’ replies:
- “Not your first time”
- “TMI” (too much information)
- “..At least you don’t have ***** ****** penis in your mouth.”
- “Thanks for the info”…
There is really nothing that gay about having penis in your mouth, well assuming you are eating penis as food, not swirling it in your mouth for pleasure.
Still, there is a certain manhood that must be represented, especially if you’re American- you can’t be any where near penises.
One of the teams in the company proposed we all go out to have dinner together. November is a huge month for birthdays for the company, including my own (the 26th), the CEO (the 6th), and bunch of other people. I don’t know why the idea became focused on cow penis as a fun meal, and I was a bit worried we were going there not because it was good, but because it was special.
Like with snake. Snake is fine, but I wouldn’t be going for it because it’s a great meal, you go because it’s snake.
I wasn’t a big fan of eating penis because it’s penis. Here’s a good quote that I don’t want used against me, “Wow, this penis is good, the flavor in my mouth- it just tingles!”
That, would be called gay. I feel like to have to add “no homo” now, not because I real know what it means (it’s a recent American thing I have not been around for) but because it was kind of taught to me by my boy Rod Benson. And when I say he’s my boy, I mean only thing I have in common with him is that we went to Cal around the same time. It’s kind of like his family connection to Jason Kidd. But here’s hoping he somehow finds this blog and gives me a shoutout.
Back on topic. Cow penis, in all serious, tastes pretty good. I don’t think I will be hungering for penis any time soon (quotable), but if you can remove the mental aspect of it, it’s no big deal, tastes like beef. Now, I didn’t have to eat it whole, so for me the mental image wasn’t really there. Surprisingly, what my guess were the balls, tasted like chicken. The meat itself looked like chicken. Not sure why, I don’t really want to think about my own balls.
Here’s a pic of the meal:
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