Two Minnesotans die in a car crash. They don't go to heaven, but to the other place.
Shortly after they arrive, the devil looks over and sees the two of them smiling and laughing and generally enjoying themselves.
He goes over and says, "What's the matter with you two? You were sent here to spend eternity in torment. You're in the middle of a flaming inferno. You should be in agony. Why are you smiling and laughing?"
The two reply, "Oh, Mr. Devil, we're sorry if we offended you. After those cold winters in Minnesota, it just feels so good to be warm."
The devil thinks to himself, "So, they don't like it cold. Well, let me see what I can do about that."
So the devil creates special climate conditions. Instead of a flaming inferno, the two Minnesotans find themselves in the middle of the most vicious blizzard conceivable. The snow is eight feet deep. The temperature is 80 below. The wind chill is 100 below.
And the devil looks over and sees them not only smiling and laughing, but jumping up and down and clapping each other on the back in unrestrained glee.
Again, he approaches them and asks, "What's the matter with you two? You told me you hated the cold. Why are you still so happy?"
They reply, "Well, it's obvious. Hell has frozen over. The Vikings must have won the Super Bowl!"