Arrr, me hearty! Alfred, once a raging tempest, be settlin' down on Aussie shores now, like a lazy parrot!
2025-03-08
Arrr, matey! One poor soul met Davy Jones in a watery grave, while over 330,000 landlubbers be sittin' in darkness in South East Queensland! Aye, even the lanterns be givin' up! Let’s hoist a tankard for the brave and the blackout crew!
Arrr, me hearties! Gather 'round and lend yer ears to the tale o' woe that befell South East Queensland! A fierce tempest brewed, turnin' the skies as dark as Davy Jones' locker, and the land was swallowed whole by the unfathomable floodwaters!Alas, one poor soul met his watery grave, claimin' him for the briny deep! Aye, the authorities be sayin' it be a tale of sorrow, but ye know how us pirates love a dram of exaggeration! Let it not be said that the seas be kind, for they be takin' more than their share!
As the storm raged like a scurvy dog, over 330,000 landlubbers found themselves in the dark, with nary a spark o' light to guide 'em! Power cut off faster than a ship’s anchor droppin’ into the depths! What a calamity! The folk be wanderin’ about, scratchin' their heads like a bunch o' confused barnacles, wonderin' how to make their stew without a flame!
So, me mateys, raise yer tankards high to the brave souls weatherin' this storm! Let us hoist the sails o’ laughter amidst the trials o’ Mother Nature! For it be true, even in the darkest o' times, a hearty chuckle be the finest treasure to be sought!