Ole Boudreaux, he die ......but him don't go up! When he get down there, that old Devil put Boudreaux in a room by himself. The Devil, he crank up the heat and come back an hour later. "How you like that?" Devil asks.
"Ah my cher, it be just like a summer day down in the French Quarter of Nawlins" say Boudreaux.
Dat make that Devil mad and he crank up the heat some more. When he come back, Boudreaux is sweating and done got his shirt off. "Now how you like that?" say the Devil.
"Ah my, it's just like when we was down on de bayou in the summertime a catching dem catfish and boiling crawdads!" say Boudreaux.
Old Devil, him get even madder. He reach up there and turn the heat down. Way down about -40 degree, and leave.
When he come back, Boudreaux is standing there shivering, he got the ice on his nose and hair, teeth chattering.....Devil asks "OK now, you cajun, now how you like dat?"
Boudreaux say "It's Wonderful! I am as happy as a man can be!"
Devil asks "How can you be happy? Hell is frozen over!!"
Boudreaux say "It means dem Nawlins Saints
done gone and won de
SuperBowl!"