Post by tonkatoy on Mar 15, 2007 23:10:39 GMT 1
A bloke's wife goes missing while holidaying on the Australian coast
while they were diving. He reports it to the police & spends a terrible
night wondering what could have happened to her. Next morning there's a
knock at the door and he is confronted by a couple of policemen, the old
Sarge and a younger Constable. The Sarge says, "Mate, we have some news
for you, unfortunately some really bad news, but some good news and
maybe some really good news." "Well," says the bloke, "I guess I'd
better have the bad new first" The Sarge says, "I'm really sorry pal,
but your wife is dead. Young Bill here found her lying at about five
fathoms in a little cleft in the reef. He got a line around her and we
pulled her up, but she was dead." The bloke is naturally pretty
distressed to hear of this and has a bit of a turn. After a few minutes
he pulls himself together and asks what the good news is. The Sarge
says, "Well when we got your wife up there were quite a few really good
sized crays and a swag of nice crabs attached to her wetsuit, so we've
brought you your share." He hands the bloke a sugar bag with a couple of
nice crays and four or five crabs in it. "Geez thanks. They're bloody
beauties. I guess it's an ill wind and all that... Now, what's the
really good news?"
"Well," the Sarge says, "me and young Bill here get off duty at around
11 o'clock and we're gonna shoot over there and pull her up
again!....you fancy comin' with us?"
while they were diving. He reports it to the police & spends a terrible
night wondering what could have happened to her. Next morning there's a
knock at the door and he is confronted by a couple of policemen, the old
Sarge and a younger Constable. The Sarge says, "Mate, we have some news
for you, unfortunately some really bad news, but some good news and
maybe some really good news." "Well," says the bloke, "I guess I'd
better have the bad new first" The Sarge says, "I'm really sorry pal,
but your wife is dead. Young Bill here found her lying at about five
fathoms in a little cleft in the reef. He got a line around her and we
pulled her up, but she was dead." The bloke is naturally pretty
distressed to hear of this and has a bit of a turn. After a few minutes
he pulls himself together and asks what the good news is. The Sarge
says, "Well when we got your wife up there were quite a few really good
sized crays and a swag of nice crabs attached to her wetsuit, so we've
brought you your share." He hands the bloke a sugar bag with a couple of
nice crays and four or five crabs in it. "Geez thanks. They're bloody
beauties. I guess it's an ill wind and all that... Now, what's the
really good news?"
"Well," the Sarge says, "me and young Bill here get off duty at around
11 o'clock and we're gonna shoot over there and pull her up
again!....you fancy comin' with us?"