A man from Philadelphia dies and goes to his just reward – Hell.
After a few weeks Satan comes to see him and sarcastically asked, “Hot enough for you?"
Our friend replies, “Not really, just like a June day in dear old Philly.”
Satan gets upset and turns up both the heat and humidity and waits a couple of weeks.
Satan goes back to visit the Philadelphian and asked, “Hot enough now?’
Our friend replies, “Not really, just like a July day in dear old Philly.”
Satan is no longer upset; he is ****ed, and turns both the heat and humidity as high as it can go.
The people in Hell are lethargic, everyone is moping around as it is very hot and extremely damp.
Satan visits our friend for a third time, and states, not asks, “I know it is hot enough, now!”
Our friend replies, “Not really, just like an August day in dear old Philly.”
Satan is now out of his mind; he cannot get Hell hotter nor more humid. He devises a plan that has not been done for ages...
Satan goes down to the bowls of hell where the heater and humidifier are located and turns then off. While there he see the never used AC unit and turns it on to full blast at the coldest temperature.
By the time Satan gets back to the main level of Hell, everything is iced over, the humid air now contains snow and everyone is freezing except our friend.
He is doing the Mummers’ Strut like he was on Broad Street on a beautiful New Year’s Day.
Satan asked our friend why was he so happy while others are freezing and out friend replies:
“When I was a little boy, my father always said it would be a cold day in Hell before the Eagles won a Super Bowl. The Eagles won the Super Bowl, the Eagles won the Super Bowl...”