Ole and Sven die in a
snowmobiling accident, drunker than skunks, And go to Hell. The Devil
observes that they are really enjoying themselves. He says to them
'Doesn't the heat and smoke bother you?' Ole replies, 'Vell, ya know,
ve're from nordern Minnesooota, da land of snow an ice, an ve're yust
happy fer a chance ta varm up a little bit, ya know.'
The
devil decides that these two aren't miserable enough and turns up the
heat even more. When he returns to the room of the two from Minnesota ,
the devil finds them in light jackets and hats, grilling Walleye and
drinking beer. The devil is astonished and exclaims, 'Everyone down here
is in misery, and you two seem to be enjoying yourselves?' Sven
replies, 'Vell, ya know, ve don't git too much varm veather up dere at
da Falls, so ve've yust got ta haff a fish fry vhen da veather's dis
nice.'
The devil is absolutely furious. He can
hardly see straight. Finally he comes up with the answer. The two guys
love the heat because they have been cold all their lives. The devil
decides to turn all the heat off in Hell.
The next morning, the
temperature is 60 below zero, icicles are hanging everywhere, and people
are shivering so bad that they are unable to wail, moan or gnash their
teeth. The devil smiles and heads for the room with Ole and Sven. He
gets there and finds them back in their parkas, bomber hats, and
mittens. They are jumping up and down, cheering, yelling and screaming
like mad men.
The devil is dumbfounded, 'I
don't understand, when I turn up the heat you're happy. Now its freezing
cold and you're still happy. What is wrong with you two?'
They
both look at the devil in surprise and say, 'Vell, don't ya know, if
hell iss froze over, dat must mean da Vikings von da Super Bowl.'
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