SASH
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A curious fellow died one day and found himself waiting in a 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.
Every so often, instead of hurling every 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
Manitoba.
With all the nasty weather they've been having there lately, they're
still
too cold and wet to burn."
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.
Every so often, instead of hurling every 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
Manitoba.
With all the nasty weather they've been having there lately, they're
still
too cold and wet to burn."
