kybikertrash
January 11th, 2007, 01:27 PM
This was sent to me today, thought I would share it.
An Ohio Farmer in heck!
A farmer from the cornfields of Ohio dies and goes
to heck. Once he's there, the Devil notices that this
farmer is not suffering like the rest of the folks
are. He checks his gauges and sees that it's 95
degrees and about 80% humidity. So he goes to the
farmer and asks why he's so happy.
The farmer replies, "I like it here. It's just like
plowing my fields in June."
Unhappy with the farmer's response, the devil goes
back to his controls and turns the temperature up to
105 degrees and 90% humidity. After making the
adjustment, the devil goes looking for the farmer.
Finding him just as happy as can be, the frustrated
ol' Devil asks the farmer again why he's so happy.
"This is even better now! It's like pulling weeds in
the fields during July!" says the farmer.
The Devil, now quite upset and deciding to make the
farmer really suffer, returns to his controls and
cranks the heat up to 115 degrees and the humidity to
100%. "Now we'll see if that farmer is smiling!" he
thinks as he goes looking for the farmer again.
Finding him sitting on the floor as happy as ever, the
Devil is madder than before. When he asks the farmer
why he's happy now, the farmer answers, "This
is great, it's just like driving my combine in
August!"
That was enough for the Devil. Running back to his
controls, he turns the temperature down to a freezing
10 degrees below zero. Within a matter of minutes, the
pools of molten brimstone begin to ice over. "Let's
see what that farmer has to say about this," snickers
the Devil to himself.
To his surprise, the Devil returns to find the farmer
running around and jumping for joy, yelling at the top
of his lungs:
"The Bengals won the Super Bowl!
I just can't believe it!
The Bengals won the Super Bowl!"
An Ohio Farmer in heck!
A farmer from the cornfields of Ohio dies and goes
to heck. Once he's there, the Devil notices that this
farmer is not suffering like the rest of the folks
are. He checks his gauges and sees that it's 95
degrees and about 80% humidity. So he goes to the
farmer and asks why he's so happy.
The farmer replies, "I like it here. It's just like
plowing my fields in June."
Unhappy with the farmer's response, the devil goes
back to his controls and turns the temperature up to
105 degrees and 90% humidity. After making the
adjustment, the devil goes looking for the farmer.
Finding him just as happy as can be, the frustrated
ol' Devil asks the farmer again why he's so happy.
"This is even better now! It's like pulling weeds in
the fields during July!" says the farmer.
The Devil, now quite upset and deciding to make the
farmer really suffer, returns to his controls and
cranks the heat up to 115 degrees and the humidity to
100%. "Now we'll see if that farmer is smiling!" he
thinks as he goes looking for the farmer again.
Finding him sitting on the floor as happy as ever, the
Devil is madder than before. When he asks the farmer
why he's happy now, the farmer answers, "This
is great, it's just like driving my combine in
August!"
That was enough for the Devil. Running back to his
controls, he turns the temperature down to a freezing
10 degrees below zero. Within a matter of minutes, the
pools of molten brimstone begin to ice over. "Let's
see what that farmer has to say about this," snickers
the Devil to himself.
To his surprise, the Devil returns to find the farmer
running around and jumping for joy, yelling at the top
of his lungs:
"The Bengals won the Super Bowl!
I just can't believe it!
The Bengals won the Super Bowl!"