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 Seattle,
they're too wet to burn."