Tasmania has a lot of water and is an island state. Thousands of residents and tourists basically wound up sheltering in the sea, often under jetties. Many were isolated on a peninsula, and a flotilla of boats had to come round and supply emergency water, food and other necessities as the fires cut them off for days on end.
Lucifer not amused by the naming of their animals, clearly.
To make a long story short, I don't take any responsibility for anything I post here. It's not news, it's not truth, it's not serious. It's parody. It's satire. It's bitter. It's angsty. Your mother's a whore. You like to jack off dogs. That's right, you heard me. You like to grab that dog by the bone and rub it like a ski pole. Your dad? Gay. Your priest? Straight. @#%^ off and let me post. It's not true, it's all in good fun. Now go away.