A guy from Cleveland 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 sledgehammer. 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 baffled as the guy from Cleveland is happily swinging his hammer and whistling a happy 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 guy from Cleveland, with a big smile, looks at the Devil and replies, "This is great! It reminds me of August in Cleveland. Hot, humid, a good place to work. It reminds me of home. This is fantastic!"
The Devil, extremely perplexed, walks away to ponder the remarks of the guy from Cleveland . 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 with dust blowing into his eyes, the guy from Cleveland 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 guy from Cleveland replies, "This is great! Just like April in Cleveland . It reminds me of working out in the yard with spring planting!"
The Devil is now completely baffled but more determined to make the guy from Cleveland suffer. He makes the temperature plummet. Suddenly Hell is blanketed in snow and ice. Confident that this will surely make the guy from Cleveland unhappy, the Devil checks in on him.
He is again shocked at what he sees. The guy from Cleveland 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 guy from Cleveland throws a snowball at the Devil and exults, "Hell's frozen over! That means the BROWNS won the Super Bowl!"