I managed to copy and paste a joke from an Australian
Crayfish web site and I thought you might like it.
A bloke's wife goes missing on a camping trip at Blowering Dam. He spends a
terrible night wondering what could have happened. Next morning a couple of
pretty miserable policemen, the old Sarge and a younger Constable, come to the
camp site.
The Sarge says " Mate we have some news for you, unfortunately some really
bad news, but, some good news and some really good news." "Well," says the bloke
"you'd better let me have it , both barrells, what's the bad news?"
The Sarge says "I 'm really sorry pal but your wife is dead. Young Bill here
found her lying at about 40 feet in a little cleft near the rocks. He got a
line around her and we pulled her up, but she was dead."
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 was quite a few really
good sized Murray Crays and a swag of yabbies in and around her polar fleece,
so we've brought you your share." And he hands the bloke a sugar bag with a
couple of nice Murray Crays and a dozen yabbies in it.
"Geez, thanks," the bloke says, "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 go off duty at around 11
O'Clock and we reckon we'll shoot over there and pull her up again.........