[Josh W]

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In a small town the bell ringer in the church quits.
The sexton advertises for a replacement. The first guy
who shows up has no arms.

"But...but..." the sexton says, "how can you...I mean
with your handicap?"

"Just watch," says the no-armed man. They go up to the
bell tower and he runs at the bell and BANG! he slams
it with his face and the bell lets out a dull bong.
Then he starts to do it again, and the sexton stops
him.

"Not again," he says. "I can't watch. Tell me, do you
really need the job this badly?" The man assures him
that he does. So the sexton hires him.

Sunday comes and it's time to ring the bell to summon
the faithful to church. A breeze is blowing. Just as
the bell-ringer runs at the bell, the breeze blows it
sideways, and he misses it and plunges to the ground,
to his death. The sexton runs outside, where a crowd
is gathering. A policeman arrives.

"Do you know this man?" he asks the sexton.

"No," he says, "but his face rings a bell."

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So now, the church needs another bell ringer. A few people apply, and one of them looks A LOT like the previous one...the one with no arms. He gets the job.

The sexton asks the new employee if he knew the previous man, and he says "yes, he was my dear brother".

Next sunday rolls around, and as the brother goes up to ring the bell, he trips and falls down the bellshaft. He rolls down into the street.

The same policeman arrives and again asks the sexton "Do you know this man?".

The sexton replies "he's a dead ringer for his brother."