I remember when Marty and I were in Grand Cayman, we went to Hell there. Bought T-shirts printed with, "I have been to Hell and back", and sent everyone back home postcards at Hell's post office so they would have the Hell post mark. All of the people that worked at the little gift shop there kept saying, "How the Hell are you today?", and "What the Hell can I help you with?". I asked one of the ladies there if that ever got old, and she grinned and said, "Hell, no!" It was too much fun!