Pleasant Travels
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A forest ranger making his rounds at various camping spots came upon a rather dilapidated camp. It seemed more likely to be a homeless person rather than recreational city folks. He decided to investigate.
He found indeed what appeared to be a hobo, who was consuming a bird he had cooked. Suddenly, the ranger recognized the pile of feathers that could only belong to an endangered Spotted Owl!
"You reckless, inconsiderate dummy! You're eating an endangered Spotted Owl, you uncaring, heartless bastard!"
"Oh no, officer. I found this bird already deceased, right over there. And I'm poor and hungry, so I figured it wouldn't hurt none to not let this go to waste."
"Well, golly. That does make a difference. I suppose it's better to not let the animal go to waste. But geez,...I've never heard what owl tastes like."
"Oh,...I'd say its halfway between a Bald Eagle and a Whooping Crane."
He found indeed what appeared to be a hobo, who was consuming a bird he had cooked. Suddenly, the ranger recognized the pile of feathers that could only belong to an endangered Spotted Owl!
"You reckless, inconsiderate dummy! You're eating an endangered Spotted Owl, you uncaring, heartless bastard!"
"Oh no, officer. I found this bird already deceased, right over there. And I'm poor and hungry, so I figured it wouldn't hurt none to not let this go to waste."
"Well, golly. That does make a difference. I suppose it's better to not let the animal go to waste. But geez,...I've never heard what owl tastes like."
"Oh,...I'd say its halfway between a Bald Eagle and a Whooping Crane."
