a joke
I have to share this joke with you...
3 missionaries were sent to a distant island, reputed to be inhabited by a tribe of canibals who ate all strangers. Sure enough, their first night on the island, they were captured and brought to the chief. The chief looked them over and picked one unlucky fellow to be their first night's feast. He told the missionary, "You may have one final wish, and then tomorrow morning we will skin you, cook you, eat you, and make a canoe out of your skin!" So the first missionary asked for a final meal and a quiet place to pray. And in the morning, they skinned him, cooked him, ate him, and made a very nice canoe from his skin. The next night, the second missionary asked to spend the night with the most beautiful girl in the tribe. He carefully selected a lovely native girl, spent the night with her, and in the morning, he too was skinned, cooked, eaten, and his skin was made into a nice canoe.
The last missionary was brought before the chief, and asked what his final wish was. He asked for a fork. Now, this was a very primitive tribe, and they had no eating utensils, so it took him all night to describe a fork to them and get them to make an acceptable fork. When dawn came, he stood proudly before his captors, raised his fork and stabbing himself repeatedly in the chest said, "YOU'RE NOT GONNA MAKE A CANOE OUTTA ME!!"