A Frenchman, an Englishman an Newfoundlander 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 use your skins to build a new canoe. The good news is you get to choose how you die." The Frenchmen 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, points it at his head says, "God save the queen!" and blows his brains out. The Newfoundlander says, "Givus a fork, chief." The chief looks puzzled, but he gives him a fork. The Newfoundlander starts jabbing himself all over-- the stomach, his neck, chest, his sides, and blood is gushing all over the place. "What are you doing?!" screams the chief. The Newfoundlander looks at the chief and says, "So much for your canoe, Arsehole!!"