A Cajun died and went to hell. The devil assigned him the usual punishment...
He put him in the big pit where the heat was melting others.
The devil came back around later to find the Cajun just sitting back, not even misting mush less sweating.
"How come you’re not so much as sweating here when everyone else is screaming for relief from the fires of hell?"
The Cajun just laughed and said, "Man I was raised in da bayous of Sout Looziana.
Dis ain't nottin' but May in Morgan City to me!"
The devil decided to really put it to him.
He made the Cajun get into a sealed off cave in the pit with open blazes and four extra furnaces blasting.
When he came back days later, the Cajun was sitting pretty, barely beginning a sweat.
The devil was outraged, "How in hell is this possible? You should be melted to a shrieking puddle in these conditions.."
The Cajun just laughed even harder and said, "Ey man, I done tole you.
I was raised in sout Looziana. Dis aint hot! Dis ain't nottin' but August in Cow Island!"
So the devil thought, "Alright, a little reverse ought to do the trick"
He put the Cajun into a little corner of hell where no heat ever reached.
It was freezing cold and to add to the Cajun's misery, he added massive icebergs and blasting frozen air.
When the devil returned, the Cajun was shivering, ice hung from every part of him
But he was grinning and jumping up and down like it was Christmas!
Exasperated the devil asked "HOW! How is it possible?
You're impervious to heat and here you sit in freezing ice cold conditions you can't be used to...
And you're happier like if you went to heaven! WHY?"
The Cajun kept grinning and asked,
"Don’t dis mean da Saints won da Super Bowl?"
He put him in the big pit where the heat was melting others.
The devil came back around later to find the Cajun just sitting back, not even misting mush less sweating.
"How come you’re not so much as sweating here when everyone else is screaming for relief from the fires of hell?"
The Cajun just laughed and said, "Man I was raised in da bayous of Sout Looziana.
Dis ain't nottin' but May in Morgan City to me!"
The devil decided to really put it to him.
He made the Cajun get into a sealed off cave in the pit with open blazes and four extra furnaces blasting.
When he came back days later, the Cajun was sitting pretty, barely beginning a sweat.
The devil was outraged, "How in hell is this possible? You should be melted to a shrieking puddle in these conditions.."
The Cajun just laughed even harder and said, "Ey man, I done tole you.
I was raised in sout Looziana. Dis aint hot! Dis ain't nottin' but August in Cow Island!"
So the devil thought, "Alright, a little reverse ought to do the trick"
He put the Cajun into a little corner of hell where no heat ever reached.
It was freezing cold and to add to the Cajun's misery, he added massive icebergs and blasting frozen air.
When the devil returned, the Cajun was shivering, ice hung from every part of him
But he was grinning and jumping up and down like it was Christmas!
Exasperated the devil asked "HOW! How is it possible?
You're impervious to heat and here you sit in freezing ice cold conditions you can't be used to...
And you're happier like if you went to heaven! WHY?"
The Cajun kept grinning and asked,
"Don’t dis mean da Saints won da Super Bowl?"
