Ok, sure if your friend has gone mad and is trying to hunt you, you can't just bung on a luau and hope he brings cake, or at least some sort of pineapple dish. That's just not realistic. This might sound a little old fashioned, but when a partnership is breaking down because one of the partners is trying to hunt the other, I think it's nice if the saner one, for now, also is the one that makes something with pineapple to go with the boar. Or if pineapple isn't available, say if the forest you're lost in is in the mountains or some other Arctic region, it'd be fine to go with mango or perhaps guava. It's not about your choice of tropical fruit it's about saying to your bloodlusting friend, sure stab me if you want, but my belly will ooze deliciousness, and also picking something that will pair well with whatever sort of dry rub you’ve whipped up for the hog.
In fact in all the movies I've seen where someone was shot or stabbed in their belly I don't think there has even been even the slightest discussion as to what may or may not have been IN that stomach. Well just because movies aren't concerned with realism, doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t be. Because a nice smelling wound can turn a mean spirited:
'Take that you bastard'
And isn’t this the type of world we want to live in? A world where it doesn’t matter which end of which stick you get, and whether it was sharpened well or poorly, whether you were the stabber or the stabbee, or even who’s turn it is to dig the pit to slow roast your swine in?