A fellow died and found himself standing in the long line to judgement. As he stood there, he noticed that those marching to the right went through the Pearly Gates into Heaven, while those heading left went to Satan, who threw them into the fiery pit. But every now and then, the devil would toss one aside into a small pile.
Curious, the man strolled over to Satan and asked: “Excuse me, Mr. Prince of Darkness, I happen to be waiting in the line to judgement and noticed that you were tossing some people aside instead of flinging them into the fires of hell. Why?”
“Ah, those,” said Satan. “They’re Virginians. They’re too wet to burn.”