Once Upon a Time, There Were 10… *

Docking pastry came up on the FOODWINE list this morning. What?? you might ask? That’s what I said. One of the nice gentlemen replied with this (Thanks, Stuart!):

A French guy, a British guy, and a New Yorker are walking through a jungle when, all of a sudden, cannibals appear and take them prisoner.

They are carried to the village and put before the chieftain. He says that they are all going to be skinned and their skins used to make canoes. He also tells them that they will have one last wish.

The French guy goes first and wished for a hand gun so he can shoot himself so he doesn't have to feel the pain of being skinned. The wish is granted, he shouts “Pour France!”, and shoots himself.

The British guy wishes for a sword so he can stab himself before being skinned. The wish is also granted. He shouts “God save the Queen!” and kills himself.

The guy from New York wishes for a fork. All the cannibals are puzzled but the chief grants the wish anyways. So the guy takes the fork, starts stabbing himself, and shouts “Here’s your %$#@ing canoe!!”

*with apologies to Jiminy Cricket