A curious fellow died one day and found himself
waiting in the long line of judgment.

As he stood
there he noticed that some souls were allowed to
march right through the pearly gates into heaven.

Others, though, were led over to Satan who threw
them into the burning pit.

But every so often, instead
of hurling a poor soul into the fire, Satan would toss
a soul off to one side into a small pile.

After watching Satan do this several times, the fellow's
curiosity got the best of him.

So he strolled over and
asked Satan what he was doing.

"Excuse me, Prince of Darkness," he said. "I'm waiting
in line for judgment, but I couldn't help wondering, why
are you tossing those people aside instead of flinging
them into the fires of hell with the others?"

"Ah, those..." Satan said with a groan. "They're all from
Melbourne, they're too wet to burn."