The old bell ringer at the church passed away, so Father O'Malley placed an ad to hire a new one. One day a man with no arms came to apply for the job. Father O'Malley looks at him sadly and says, "My son, the job requires that you pull this rope to ring the bell. How can you possibly do this?"
"No problem," the man replied. He then climbed the stairs to the top of the bell tower, backed up to the edge of the platform, and ran headfirst into the bell!
BONG! The bell rang in perfect crystalline tones. Father O'Malley was so impressed that he hired the man on the spot. So, every Sunday, the man climbed up to the bell tower, ran at the bell, and hit it with his head.
One day he ran at the bell and missed. He went sailing out into space, hit the street in front of the church, and died. A crowd gathered around the body, and someone asked, "Does anyone know who this man is?"
Someone else said, "You know, his face sure rings a bell."
So, Father O'Malley needed another bell ringer. Another man with no arms applied for the job. Since the last man worked out so well until his untimely demise, Father O'Malley decided to hire this man as well. So, every Sunday the new man climbed the bell tower, ran at the bell, and hit it with his head.
One day, he ran at the bell and missed too. He went sailing out into space, hit the street, and died. Another crowd gathered around his body, and someone asked, "Does anyone know who this man is?"
Someone answered, "I'm not sure, but he's a dead ringer..."
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