When Hell Freezes Over

Boudreaux died and was on his way down to Hell. In anticipation, the devil turned up the thermostat to make it extra warm for Boudreaux. 

When Boudreaux arrived, the Devil asked, "Hey Boudreaux, how do you like the heat down here?" 

Boudreaux says, "Mais, it's just fine. It reminds me of the Breaux Bridge Bayou in July." 

That made the Devil mad. That night, he turned the thermostat up as far as it could go. It was hot! When Boudreaux woke up, the Devil asked him, "Now how do you like it down here?" 

Boudreaux says, "Mais, it's fine. It reminds me of August on Bayou Lafourche." 

That made the Devil even madder. So that night, he turned the thermostat down as far as it could go! The whole place frosted over. 
Icicles formed from the rafters. When Boudreaux woke up, the Devil asked him, "How you like it now, Boudreaux?" 

Boudreaux, shivering, answered through blue lips, saying, "Mais cher, I am one happy Cajun!" 
The Devil was infuriated! He yelled, "What do you mean you're one happy Cajun?" 

Boudreaux, still shivering, says, "The Saints done won the Superbowl!"