So in celebration of my homecoming to the magical, wonderful country that is the United States of America (sing it, sister!), I post this video. I edited it while sitting next to a smelly, discontented woman on a 12 hour flight.
This flight also involved me being convinced I had boarded the wrong plane, since I got on and woke up in Shanghai rather than Los Angeles. Oh no, I cried, then went in panic to the flight attendant (who was tall, pale, slender, and pretty, like all Chinese flight attendants are). I got on the wrong plane! I’m in the wrong city!!!
Turns out I just had to transfer twice in my quest to make it back to the east coast of America.
Anyway, I’m delighted to be home… i’m delighted to find clean bathrooms, and English-speaking staff, and politeness to strangers, and TWITTER, and FACEBOOK, and oh my god… You have no idea how great it is to be home. How great it is to know the names of things, and be able to communicate with people, and yes, feel a little skinnier in comparison.
This is my first video that I have ever edited beginning to end, so be kind… the musical selection is the Arctic Monkeys’ “Mardy Baum,” in case you are interested.
So here’s my video of when I ate balls with my BFF Marianna at KO Prime in Boston. This was back in May/June or so, but didn’t get around to editing it until now. Enjoy! Expect more stuff like this to come.
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Re Lingo eats bull balls: OMG, Ouch!! Think of all those pain receptors you’re chewing on :{ and be glad you have a vagina instead :)
Indeeeed.
Oops, sorry I misspelt your name, Lingbo. Btw, re your old Testicles post, there are a few local restaurants that serve them. Boston Burger Co. in Davis Square regularly serves Rocky Mountain oysters (“C’mon in and have a ball!”), while the Pepper Pot, a Jamaican joint in Roxbury serves cow-cod soup, made from the bull’s genitals and traditionally eaten at wedding parties. The latter, however, is off-menu and has to be ordered in advance. And I’ve heard there’s a bar in Shirley that serves bull fries, although that hasn’t been verified. At any rate, this particular delicacy does seem to be working its way off the ranch and onto mainstream menus, even in the East. Again, all I can say is Owww :{ For now, I’ll have to trust you to know what they taste like.
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