Cannibals And A Choice

A Frenchman, an Englishman and a New Yorker were captured by cannibals. The chief comes to them and says:

- The bad news is that now we've caught you and we're going to kill you. We will put you in a pot, cook you, eat you and then we're going to use your skins to build a canoe. The good news is that you can choose how to die.

The Frenchman says:

- I take ze sword.

The chief gives him a sword.

- Vive la France! - the Frenchman says, and runs himself through.

The Englishman says:

- A pistol for me please.

The chief gives him a pistol.

- God save the queen! - the Englishman points it at his head and says, 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 is blood gushing out all over, it's horrible. The chief is appalled and asks:

- My God, what are you doing?

And the New Yorker responds:

- So much for your canoe you stupid cannibal!