Shayari Bazar

A Frenchman an Englishman and a New Yorker were captured by a fierce tribe in a distant jungle 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 cries Vive la France quaffs the poison and diesThe Englishman says A pistol for me please The chief gives him a pistol The Englishman 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 ya jerk