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From: yteitz@aecom.UUCP (Yosef Teitz)
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Subject: Re: May offend really stupid people...  :^)
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Date: Sun, 27-Jan-85 17:27:21 EST
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> 
> There was this guy who really needed a job, but he had no arms.
> The only job left in his village was that of a bell ringer for
> the town church.  He asked the priest for the job, but the priest
> expressed doubts that the poor man could do the job.  The man
> assured the priest he could do his duties, and proceeded to 
> demonstrate.  He ran up to the bell tower and ran at the bell,  
> hitting it with his face, and the bell rang!  The priest was shocked,
> but the man obviously needed a job so the priest gave it to him.
> After a month of make the bell toll with his face, it was finally too
> much for the man.  After one particularly beautiful tone, he staggered
> around the bell tower, fell off the ledge, plummeted to the ground, and
> died.  As he fell, the mayor of the town and the priest were walking 
> below.  The man hit the ground right in front of the two.
> 
>   "Omigod!"  cried the mayor.  "Who is this poor man?"
> 
> To which the priest replied...
>     "I don't know his name, but his face rings a bell."
The joke goes on...




	The next day, another armless man knocks on the priests door,
and tells him, "I'm the brother of the dead bell-ringer.  Not only do
I have to support my family, but now I have to support his too.  Can I
please have his job?  The priest was finally convinced, and the armless
brother started running at the bell to ring it with his face, just like
his brother had.  After a month, he too hit the bell, staggered, fell and
died.  Once again the mayor asked the priest, "Who was that?"  To which
the priest replied...
























I dunno, but he's a dead ringer for his brother.





(double moan)

Don't blame yteitz...This is Yair Griver borrowing his account.


		Yair Griver

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But if you try sometimes
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