Monday, April 10, 2006
the wet coast
A woman died, and found herself in a long line for judgment. As she stood there she 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 into a small pile off to one side. After watching Satan do this several times, the woman's curiosity got the better of her.
So she strolled over to find out what the devil he was doing. "Excuse me, Prince of Darkness," she said. "I'm waiting my turn for judgment, but 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 Vancouver and Victoria,they're too wet to burn!"
But every so often, instead of hurling a poor soul into the fire, Satan would toss a soul into a small pile off to one side. After watching Satan do this several times, the woman's curiosity got the better of her.
So she strolled over to find out what the devil he was doing. "Excuse me, Prince of Darkness," she said. "I'm waiting my turn for judgment, but 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 Vancouver and Victoria,they're too wet to burn!"
# posted by HST Overdrive @ 9:25 AM 
