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A guy from Nashville dies and is sent to Hell. He had been a horrible man his entire life. The devil puts him to work breaking up rocks with a sledge hammer. To make it worse, he cranks up the temperature and the humidity. After a couple of days, the devil checks in on his victim to see if he is suffering adequately. The devil is aghast as the Nashvillian is happily swinging his hammer and whistling a happy work tune. The devil walks up to him and says, "I don't understand this. I've turned the heat way up, it's humid, you're crushing rocks; why are you so happy?" The Nashvillian, with a big smile, looks at the devil and replies, "This is great! It reminds me of August in Nashville. Hot, humid, a good place to work. It reminds me of home. This is fantastic!" The devil, extremely perplexed, walks away to ponder the Nashvillian's remarks. Then he decides to drop the temperature, send down a driving rain and torrential wind. Soon, Hell is a wet, muddy mess. Walking in mud up to his knees the Nashvillian is happily slogging through the mud pushing a wheelbarrow full of crushed rocks. Again, the devil asks how he can be happy in such conditions. The Nashvillian replies, "This is great! Just like April in Nashville. It reminds me of working out in the yard with spring planting!" The devil is now completely baffled but more determined to make the Nashvillian suffer. He makes the temperature plummet. Suddenly Hell is blanketed in snow and ice. Confident that this will surely make the Nashvillian unhappy, the devil checks in on him. He is again aghast at what he sees. The Nashvillian is dancing, singing, and twirling his sledgehammer as he cavorts in glee. "How can you be so happy? Don't you know its 40 below zero!? " screams the devil.. Jumping up and down, the Nashvillian throws a snowball at the devil and yells, "Yahoo, Hell's frozen over! That must mean the Tennessee Titans have won the SUPERBOWL!!!! Don't limit your challenges . . . Challenge your limits | ||
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