An explosion last week killed a wild-living navy boilerman and he found himself in hell. Being used to stoking fires and extremely hot temperatures, he found hell actually quite comfortable. When Satan went to check out the new arrival, he found him sitting in his room smiling.
'You like this?', Satan asked.
'Yes, sir', said the sailor, 'this feels like a spring day to me.' Not wanting the new guy to be too comfortable, Satan turned up the heat a bit. When he went back the next day to see how his new arrival was doing, the sailor was still happy; he hadn`t even broken a sweat.
'I like this kind of weather', he told Satan.
For the next few days in a row, Satan again turned up the heat, but each day the Sailor looked as comfortable as ever. By last Sunday, Satan decided to try something different. Rather than turn up the heat even more, he turned it off. Icicles formed in the sailor`s room! When he checked on the guy, the room was icy and he was shivering, but he had a grin from ear to ear, bigger than ever. Satan was exasperated!
'Why are YOU so happy?' he demanded from the sailor. 'It`s FREEZING in here!'
'Well, I`m from Denver,' said the sailor. 'and evidently the Broncos just won the Super Bowl!'
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