I had a great day ballbusting a client and invite you over to relay my excitement. You watch as I show you the now reoved bits of an earlier clinet. They're huge, swollen, and vainy balls. I marvel at all the things I could use them for. You listen intently, looking at the pink fleshy masses in my palms. Finally, I decide I wasn't done ball busting after all and I throw one down to the ground where I proceed to mush it completely. Happy with the outcome, I decide I'm famished and ask you to meet me in the kitchen. There I prepare my meal. The best way to enjoy my spoils is fried. I prepare an egg wash and breading and proceed in coating the delicacy. Finally, I toss it in a pan. Eventually, the pan begins to sizzle and fry the meat. It's exciting and almost done. They puff up and finally level back out once I cook the other side. After a time, I plate the dish. Finally, bringing you back to my living room I take a bite of my meal... marveling at the juicy flavor. A bit rubbery though, but after I've chewed and swallowed I realize now I have no testicles left to craft with! A shame indeed... but luckily you're here... I get up with a smile and tell you you're next...