A Day in Hell
A young man from Tampa dies, and, unfortunately, goes to Hell. As usual, he's assigned to work in the sulfur pits. Lucifer comes by on a tour one day, and he sees the boy whistling and laughing and enjoying himself. Well, Lucifer walks up to the young man and says "Boy, why are you so happy? Aren't you hot enough?"
The young man answers: "Well, it's sure hot down here, but it reminds me of July back in Tampa!"
Lucifer thinks about this for a bit, and decides to raise the temperature in the sulfur pits, just to show the boy who's boss. Well, he comes on by on tour again a few days later, and finds the boy still laughing and whistling and having a grand old time.
So Lucifer goes up to the boy and says "Boy, I turned the heat up -- why are you so happy?"
The young man smiles and says "Well, sir, it is hotter now than it was, but this isn't any different than a warm day in August. It feels just like home."
So Lucifer goes away, and starts to thinking, and then he gets a big grin on his face. (I'd call it a devilish grin, but that's kind of redundant).
Lucifer thinks to himself, "Let's see how that Tampa boy likes the cold." So he goes and turns the heat way down in the sulfur pits, so it gets icy cold, and there's snow and ice everywhere and the winds howling and the tortured souls are getting frozen left and right.
He goes and checks on the boy, and the boy is still laughing -- in fact he seems to be laughing even harder than before!
"Boy," says Lucifer. "You were happy when it was hot, and now you're happy that it's cold. Why are you so happy?"
The boy answers, with a big grin on his face. "It's a cold day in Hell! The Bucs must be in the Superbowl!"
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Posted March 19, 2010