Boudreau was coming out of the woods one day with a couple of ‘beccroch’ in his hands. That’s a heron with a crooked beak.

Gaspard, the game warden, just happened to be there.

Gaspard said, “Hey, Boudreau, what you got there?”

Boudreau answered, “I don’ know, two trash birds.”

Gaspard looked at the birds and told Boudreau, “That’s not trash birds. Those are protected birds. Mais, Boudreau, you in trouble now. You might even go to jail.”

Boudreau was in the courtroom in front of the judge. The judge asked Boudreau, “What do you have to say for yourself?”

“Well, Judge, honest, I din’t know what kind o’ bird dat was, an’ if I had known, I would never shoot illegal birds.”

The judge looked at Boudreau’s criminal record and didn’t see anything. “Boudreau, since this is your first offense and I honestly believe that you didn’t know what kind of birds they were, I’m going to let you go with just a warning.”

Boudreau said, “Thank you, Judge, tank you,” and he started to leave.

The judge said, “Boudreau, before you go, approach the bench.” Boudreau approached the bench.

“Boudreau, I heard that those birds were very tasty and good to eat, but since they are against the law to shoot, I never got to taste one. Tell me, Boudreau, what do they taste like?”

Boudreau told the judge, “May,” Boudreau scratched his head for a minute and told the judge, “I don’ know, I guess it taste like somethin’ between a pelican an’ a eagle.”

Submitted by Effron Savoy