I was recording John Dunsworth in the studio today. You might have seen him on Trailer Park Boys (that’s him on the left, with the shades). He had lots of insider film gossip (Cybill Shepherd, hmm) as well as some good jokes:

The Devil is making his rounds through Hell, touring through the burning circles of the tormented and the suffering. Presently he comes about two gentleman who are just sitting around and grinning.

“What’s going on here?” says the Devil. “Don’t you realize you are in Hell?”

“Ah, we love it,” say the two guys. “We’re from Canada. Nice and warm here! This is great.”

“Hmmph,” thinks the Devil. He goes over to the thermostat and turns it up quite a few notches.

The next day the Devil returns. The caverns of Hell echo with screams of pain, but the two Canadians are looking even happier than before. “Ahh, yes b’ye!” they say. “Lovely down here. Bring it on.”

“Hmmmph,” thinks the Devil. He goes over to the thermostat and cranks it up full blast until everything is in the red.

The next day the Devil returns. The voices of the damned rise in a chorus of agony as their bodies roast to a blackened crisp. Meanwhile, the Canadians are sitting back in their shorts and t-shirts.

“Ahh, this is just beautiful!” they say. “We’re from Canada. We love this!”

“Well, I’ll show them!” thinks the Devil. He goes over to the thermostat and turns it all the way down.

The next day the Devil returns. The core temperature of Hell has plunged to minus forty degrees Celsius. The entire inferno is covered over with a thick sheet of ice.

The Devil finds the two Canadians whooping and dancing a jig, arm-in-arm.

“What the Hell is going on here!” he shouts.

“Don’t you see!” says one of the Canadians. “The NDP must have won the election!”