I recently had the opportunity to spend a few days in a enormous room filled with dead, taxidermized animals. Christine’s father hunts big game like it’s going out of style (which it is, pretty much, at least in my set). His den is the size of a University lecture hall and filled with all manner of beasts from darkest Africa. The animals have been stuffed by the finest taxidermists, and are realistic down to the last detail.
Can you think what that last detail would be?
That’s right: testicles. Everywhere you look, testicles. Ocelot testicles, stag testicles, cheetah testicles, bear testicles, weird little marmot thing testicles. And lion testicles.
Well, of course I did. When else was I going to get a chance to touch the testicles of a lion?