Two blokes driving around in a Holden Ute 4WD with Sheila’s demon-killing machete, off to shank Luci who’s out in Alice Springs trying to get a tan.
On the way, they encounter a possessed kangaroo and the ghost of a vengeful Steve Irwin, who is wiping out the stingray population in zoos with a bloody sting-ray spine.
With their slogan “Saving jokers, hunting cunts: the family business”, the boys and their old geezer must traverse the Outback until Jono dies and leaves our blokes to fend off not only demons, ghosts and shapeshifters, but the weather and wildlife too.
“Oi mate, what was it like in Hell?” Sam looked at his brother beneath his sunnies.
“Aw nah, mate, I’ve felt it hotter in Adelaide” Dean shrugged.“But crickey, some of these demons are bigger fahking sooks than the crocs!”
“Yeah nah, ayy, I got worse from a scorpion when I was in year 3.” Sam kicked his well-worn thongs off ridiculously tanned feet. “Especially that pom Crowley. Mate, are these demonic omens or just another fuckin’ forest fire?”
“Dunno, ayy. May as well give a look."
And so our two fearless Down Under bros chugged off through the bush.