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, a**hole!'
