A bloke's wife goes missing while diving off the West Australian coast.
> > He reports the event, searches fruitlessly and 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 more good news'.
> > 'Well,' says the bloke, 'I guess I'd better have the bad news first?'
> > The Sarge says, 'I'm really sorry mate, 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. But 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 lobsters and a swag of nice crabs attached to her, 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... So what's the other possible good news?'
> > 'Well', the Sarge says, 'if you fancy a quick trip, 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!'