A fierce tribe captured a Frenchman, an Englishman,
and a New Yorker.
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 may choose how you
die."
The Frenchman says, "I'll take 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 kaboom!
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!"