A man shoots a golden eagle, a protected species, and goes up before the magistrate.
'I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to shoot it,' he says. 'It just flew into my sights and I shot it by mistake.'
'Well, what did you do with it afterwards?' asked the magistrate.
'I ate it,' he said.
'You ate it!' said the magistrate. 'What did it taste like?'
'Rather like swan,' he said.