A Mississippi farmer dies and, being a heathen, goes to Hell. When he gets there its 95 degrees with 90% humidity, but Satan notices he's kicked back on the brimstone relaxing comfortably. He asks, "Why aren't you miserable like everyone else here?"
The farmer replies, "Oh, this is like a warm spring day in Mississippi. I like it."
Angry, Satan turns up the thermostat until it's 100 degrees and 95% humidity.
Still, the farmer's happy. "This is like a good June day on the farm. Not bad at all."
Furious, Satan turns it up to 105 degrees and 99% humidity. Everyone is even more miserable except for the southern farmer, who is still resting. "Hey, this is like a good August day on the farm bailing hay. Feels good... The hotter the better."
In a total rage, Satan turns the thermostat down to minus 25 degrees. Within seconds, the air becomes chilly and frost appears, soon followed by solid ice everywhere.
Satan smirks, watching the farmer.
The confused farmer looks down at the frozen ground for a moment, suddenly jumps up excitedly, looks around and begins to laugh, scream, and jump for joy.
"Oh my God, Hell has frozen over! Ole Miss must have won the National Championship!"
