26th October 1964
So, you might've heard about old Eric Edgar Cooke, the "Night Caller" of Freo, who was as deadly as a drop bear in a gum tree. This bloke was on a murder spree that even had the kangaroos shaking in their pouches. They finally decided to send him to meet his maker at Fremantle Prison.
Now, they say Freo Prison is as spooky as a bunyip's lair, and when they put ol' Eric in the hot seat, I reckon even the crocs in the Kimberly were watching. The day of reckoning came, and they decided to give ol' Eric a taste of the "Aussie goodbye." You know, the kind where you crack open a cold one with the lads and say, "Let's have a barbie, but not the shrimp on the barbie, if ya know what I mean."
So they strung up Eric, and it was a proper ripper of a show, like a cricket match on the telly. All the locals gathered 'round, shouting, "Oi, Eric, you bloody drongo, fair dinkum, you've got yourself into a right pickle, mate!"
And as the trapdoor swung open, someone in the crowd yelled, "Crikey, that's what you get for messin' with the spiders down under!" And we all had a good laugh, 'cause in Oz, we can find humor in even the darkest of situations.
* as depicted by AI - may not factually be correct