Ole and Sven die and wake up in hell. The devil stops in and sees them dressed in parkas and mittens, warming themselves around the fire. The devil asks them, "What are you doing? Isn't it hot enough for you?" Ole replies, "Vell, you know, ve're from nordern Visconsin, da land of snow an ice, an ve're yust happy fer a chance to varm up a little bit, You know."
Later when the devil returns to the room of the two guys from Wisconsin, he finds them in T-shirts, grilling walleye and drinking beer. The devil is astonished. "Everyone down here is in misery and you two seem to be enjoying yourselves."
Sven replies, "Vell, ya know, ve don't git too much varm veather back home in Visconsin, so ve've got ta haff a fish fry vhen da veather's dis nice." The devil is so furious he can't see straight. Finally, he comes up with the answer. The two guys love the heat because they have been cold all their lives. So, the devil decides to turn off all the heat in hell. The next morning, the temperature is 40 below zero. Every person living in hell is shivering something awful. Icicles are hanging everywhere. The devil smiles and heads for the room where Ole and Sven are living and finds them back in their parka and mittens. They are jumping up and down, cheering, yelling and screaming like mad men. The devil is dumbfounded. "I can't understand. When I turn up the heat you're happy. Now it's freezing cold and you're still happy. What's wrong with you two?"
Ole and Sven looked at the devil in surprise and say, "Vell, don't ya know? If hell is froze over, dat must mean da Packers yust won a game!"