Driver
3rd September 2004, 04:13 PM
A bloke's wife goes missing while they are holidaying on the coast. He
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
pretty miserable 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, "You'd better let me have it both barrels,
what's the bad news?"
The Sarge says, "I'm really sorry mate, but your wife’s 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 a goner."
The bloke is naturally pretty distressed to hear 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 edible crabs in and around her
wetsuit, so we've brought you your share." And he hands the bloke a plastic
bag with a couple of nice crayfish and four or five crabs in it.
The bloke says: "Geez thanks. They're bloody beaut... 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?"
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
pretty miserable 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, "You'd better let me have it both barrels,
what's the bad news?"
The Sarge says, "I'm really sorry mate, but your wife’s 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 a goner."
The bloke is naturally pretty distressed to hear 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 edible crabs in and around her
wetsuit, so we've brought you your share." And he hands the bloke a plastic
bag with a couple of nice crayfish and four or five crabs in it.
The bloke says: "Geez thanks. They're bloody beaut... 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?"