Two guys from Chicago

My cohort Brian sent this last week ...

Two guys from Chicago die and wake up in Hell.

The next day, the Devil stops to check on them and sees them dressed in parkas, mittens and bomber hats, warming themselves around the fire.The Devil asks them, "What are you doing? Isn't it hot enough for you?"

The two guys reply, "Well, you know, we're from Illinois, the land of ice and snow and cold. We're just happy for a chance to warm up a bit, you know."

The Devil gets a little steamed up and he decides to fix the two guys. He cranks the heat up as high as it will go. The people are wailing and screaming everywhere. He stops by the room with the two guys from Chicago and finds them in light jackets and hats, grilling sausage and drinking beer.

The Devil is astonished. "Everyone down here is in abject misery, and you seem to be enjoying yourselves."

The two Chicagoans reply, 'Well, ya know, we don't get too much warm weather up there in Chicago, we've just got to have a cookout when the weather is this nice."

The Devil is absolutely furious. He decides to turn all the heat in Hell off.The next morning, the temperature is below zero, icicles are hanging everywhere, the people are shivering so bad, they are unable to wail or moan. The Devil smiles and heads for the room with the two Chicagoans. He finds them back in their parkas, mittens and hats. They are jumping up and down and cheering.

The Devil was dumbfounded. "I don't understand. When I turn the heat up, you're happy. Now it's freezing cold, and you're happy. What is wrong with you two?"

The Chicagoans look at the Devil in surprise. "Well, don't ya know? If Hell froze over, that must mean one thing -- the Cubs won the World Series!"