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, Mr. 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 Northern Ontario...
They're still too wet to burn."
...last night while sitting in the sauna my wife found moss behind my ear