Impy the imp (whose parents weren’t very imaginative) was depressed, because he was dying.
He considered throwing himself into the lake of fire, but he was too depressed to do it.
Hell is Hell, as the other imps said.
Things can get pretty bleak when you’re looking at imp-ending death.
I’m having a lot of fun on my trip. The weather’s been uniformly hot, and the people here are lots of fun.
Everybody’s who’s anybody is here.
Don’t worry about me, I’m wearing clean underwear, and I’m brushing my teeth after every meal.
Hell is fun!
When John died, representatives of Heaven and Hell showed up.
“Come with me, and live in eternal bliss, love and happiness,” said the angel.
“Sounds boring, don’t it?” said the little devil. “Come with me, it’ll be fun!”
“Your pants are on fire,” said John.
“Occupational Hazard,” said the devil.