A curious fellow died one day and found
himself waiting in a long, long line for judgment. As he stood there he noticed that some
souls were allowed to march right through the gates of heaven - others, though, were led
over to Satan, who threw them into a burning pit of fire.
Every so often, instead of hurling a poor
soul into the fire, Satan would toss him (or her) to one side. After watching Satan do
this several times, the fellow's curiosity got the better of him and he strolled over and
tapped Satan on the shoulder.
"Excuse me, there, Prince of
Darkness," he said. "I'm waiting in line for judgment, but I couldn't help
wondering why you are tossing those people aside instead of flinging them into the fires
of hell with the others?"
"Ah", Satan said with a grin.
"They are people from Seattle; they're still too wet to burn!"
