Testicles well fried!

Unfortunately, I have to announce some bad news, dear readers.

If any ladies had already signed up with the editor-in-chief for a possible meeting in the fall and had already started thinking about genetic mixing, the gaijin unfortunately has to cancel!

Imagine it like this:

You take the noblest piece of Kobe beef, heat up your grill to the max, and now throw the noble, dead animal on the grill.

But you forget about it and only think after five hours, 'Oh dear! I forgot my noble pieces on the grill!'

That's going to be a pitiful meal...

What does that have to do with today?

Berta's tank unfortunately turned into a grill and the ignoble gaijin unfortunately denatured his testicles!

The boys are not rare, medium rare, or medium!

NO!

They are WELL DONE!

This dog only barks now, he no longer has teeth to bite.

At best, the ignoble gaijin can still be used as a lapdog to make it easier for dog lovers.

The tomcat no longer has claws, for the cat lovers.

That bull is now a steer, for the beef lovers.

But oh well!

The honorable ladies would have only thrown their perfect, beautiful breeding pearls in front of a boar that would bring only inferior genetic material into the mixture!

But besides the positive news of today, there is another positive development to report:

Milestone 2 has been reached!

The westernmost point of Portugal has been reached, now it's heading towards the North Cape and the biggest challenge of the journey (aside from the traveler himself) lies ahead for the gaijin.

Yes, and all the people who visited the point, the unnecessarily present one documented it from a distance, but then preferred to disappear into thin air and head for the escape.

The business card on the sign and the smell of BOSAMO were already left behind, right?

P.S.: Please do not leave any notes about my mistakes!