OT- for my OH friends in the Northern States

 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 Upstate New York . . . they're still too wet to burn."