A unique practice where unimformed, misinformed, or ill-informed, foreigners that know nothing of the history of Pamplona and/or the practice of the running of the bulls, dimisses it to be simply a pastime where drunken farm boys, drunk off of whiskey and barly beer, make their way running through town as they are being chased down by a pack of angry, yet amused bulls.
These boys often scream in terror, shouting phrases like "Owch! my stomach lining!"
or "My blood hurts!
" Or something of the sort while, routinely, but traditionally, being gorged, or even gutted by the horns of a bull.
The running of the bulls festivals is held in Pamplona, Spain, every year, for nine days in July.