There was a redneck, an Irishman, and a Mexican washing windows on a one-hundred story building. It was lunchtime and they all sat down to eat.
"Shit!" exclaimed the Mexican, "Burritos again? If I get these one more time, I'm killing myself."
"Shit!" exclaimed the Irishman, "Corned beef again? If I get this one more time, I'm killing myself too."
"Shit!" exclaimed the redneck, "Bologna again? If I get this one more time, I'm killing myself with you guys."
The next day, all three men received the same things for lunch again. They all leaped over the edge of the building. Their funerals were all held in the same room.
The Mexican's wife cried, "If I had known that he didn't want burritos, I wouldn't have packed them!"
The Irishman's wife cried, "If I had known that he didn't want corned beef, I wouldn't have packed them!"
The redneck's wife rolled her eyes and said, "Don't look at me, he packed his own lunch!"
