Boudreaux goes to Hell

So one day, Boudreaux gets into a boating accident and dies. Unfortunately, St. Peter sends him to hell.

Later on, the devil's making his rounds and sees Boudreaux, just sitting on a rock, smiling like an idiot. The devil goes up to him and says, "Hey, why the heck are you smiling? You're in Hell."

"Well, it's just like a day in da south in June." Boudreaux replied.

The devil, obviously mad that someone was smiling in Hell, told Boudreaux to wait right there. He went to office and turned the thermostat up. When he returned, he found Boudreaux, still smiling like an idiot. The devil went up to him and asked, "How the hell can you still be smiling!? It's even hotter than it was before!"

Boudreaux said, "Mais, it's just like a day in August now."

The devil, now furious, went to his office and kicked his thermostat, breaking it and causing Hell to become ice cold. He returns to Boudreaux, yet, lo and behold, he's still sitting there and smiling like an idiot. The devil yells,
"HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU STILL SMILING!? HELL HAS JUST FROZEN OVER!"

While shivering, Boudreaux simply said, "Mais, the S-S-Saints musta won the S-S-Super Bowl."