A farmer from the wheat fields of Washington state dies and goes to Hell. While down there the Devil notices that the farmer is
not suffering like the rest. He checks the gauge and sees that it's 95 degrees and about 80% humidity. So he goes over to the
farmer and ask why he's so happy. The farmer says, "The temperature is just like plowing my fields in June."

The devil isn't happy with the farmer's answer and decides to "get" him, so he goes over to his controls and turns up the
temperature to 105 degrees and the humidity to 90%. Afterwards he goes looking for the farmer . . . He finds him standing
around just as happy as can be. The Devil asks the farmer, again, why he's so happy. The farmer replies, "This is even better,
it's like pulling weeds in the fields during July."

The Devil, now upset, decides to really make the farmer suffer. He goes over to the controls and turns the heat up to 115
degrees and the humidity to 100%. "Now let's see what that farmer is up to!" he says as he goes looking for him. He finds the
farmer sitting on the floor even happier than before. The Devil can't figure it out and asks the farmer why he's so happy. The
farmer replies, "This is great, it's just like working in the silo with my friends in August!" The Devil, angrily walking away, says
to himself, "That's it! I'll get this farmer!" He goes over to his controls and 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!" the Devil says to himself.

He looks around and finds the farmer jumping up and down for joy and yelling, "THE SEATTLE SEAHAWKS MUST
HAVE FINALLY WON THE SUPERBOWL!"