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Boston, Massachusetts

A PA farmer dies and is sent to Hell. When he gets there it's 95 F with 90% humidity, but Satan notices that the farmer is kicking back on the brimstone, relaxing comfortably. He asks, 'Why aren't you miserable like everyone else here? The farmer replies: 'Oh, this is like a warm spring day in southeast Pa. I like it.' Angrily, Satan turns up the thermostat until its 100 F and 95% humidity. Still the farmer's happy. 'This is like a good June day on the farm. Not bad at all.' Furiously, Satan turns it up to 105 F and 99% humidity. Everyone is even more miserable, except the farmer who is still resting. 'Hey, this is like a good August day on the farm bailing hay - feels good, the hotter the