<p>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. </p><p>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'.<br /> <br /> 'Well,' says the bloke, 'I guess I'd better have the bad news first?'<br /> <br /> 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.'<br /> <br /> 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.<br /> <br /> 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, so we've brought you your share.'<br /> <br /> He hands the bloke a sugar bag with a couple of nice crays and four or five crabs in it.<br /> <br /> 'Geez thanks. They're bloody beauties. I guess it's an ill wind and all that... So what's the other possible good news?<br /> <br /> '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!</p> <div class="Discussion_UserSignature"> </div>