A man is hauled up before a court for the crime of killing a protected bird. “Why did you eat the Golden Oriole?” asked the judge. “Well, its like this,” said the bedraggled looking defendant, “I lost my job six months ago, my wife ran off with another man and my children have disowned me. I’ve been too depressed to work, so when I saw this bird I just acted on impulse. I didn’t know it was a rare bird!” “Well,” said the judge, “I’ll take pity on you and spare you this time if you will tell me just one thing: what did it taste like?” “Actually”, replied the man, “it tasted just like a Dartford