A Frenchman, an Englishman and a New Yorker were exploring the jungle and
were captured by a fierce tribe. As they sit in a hut, awaiting their fate, the
chief comes to them and says, "The bad news is that now that we've caught you,
we're going to kill you, and then use your skins to build a canoe. The good news
is that you get to choose how you die."
The Frenchman says, "I take ze poison." The chief gives him some
poison, the Frenchman says, "Vive la France!" and drinks it down.
The Englishman says, "A pistol for me, please." The chief gives
him a pistol, he points it at his head, says, "God save the queen!" and blows
his brains out.
The New Yorker says, "Gimme a fork." The chief is puzzled, but he
shrugs and gives him a fork. The New Yorker takes the fork and starts jabbing
himself all over -- the stomach, the sides, the chest, everywhere.
There's blood gushing out all over, it's horrible. The chief is
appalled, and screams, "What are you doing???"
The New Yorker looks at the chief and says, "So much for your
canoe, asshole!"
