In order of suicidal-tendency:
1. Fazzoli's (with a bullet to the head, no note, possibly in the restaurant)
2. Blimpie's (you've probably already taken the pills and are just putting something in your stomach to speed things along)
3. Arby's (the booth by the window, overlooking the Interstate is where you decide asphyxiation by carbon-monoxide is the preferable way to go)
By the way, I was watching The Daily Show the other night and Stewart called Sean Hannity the "Arby's of news." Which was funny. But then I realized Arby's = RB's = roast beef. Or RB26DETT. Take your pick.