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Thu 30 Jan, 2003 08:42 am
A young man from Tampa dies and goes to Hell. As
usual he's assigned to work in the sulfur pits. Lucifer comes by on a
tour one day and sees the boy whistling and laughing and enjoying
himself. 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.
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 from a warm day in August. It feels
just like home."
So Lucifer goes away and starts to thinking... 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."
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?! This is HELL!"
The boy answers with a big grin on his face:
'It's a cold day in Hell! The Bucs must have won the Superbowl!'
That's a helluva good joke, Phoenix!
I guess they must be freezing in hell, by now!! Loved it!
Wuff, wuff.......................