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"Dr., I've got this ringing in my ears..." it must be from the deafening
response to this joke!!!

Love, Joicy


> After Quasimodo's death, the bishop of the Cathedral of Notre Dame
> sent word through the streets of Paris that a new bell ringer was needed.
> The bishop decided that he would conduct the interviews personally and
> went up into the belfry to begin the screening process.  After observing
> several applicants demonstrate their skills, he had decided to call it a
> day - when an armless man approached him and announced that he was there
> to apply for the bell ringer's job.  The bishop was incredulous.
>   "You have no arms!"
>   "No matter," said the man, "observe!"  He then began striking the bells
> with his face, producing a beautiful melody on the carillon.
>    The bishop listened in astonishment, convinced that he had finally
> found a suitable replacement for Quasimodo. Suddenly, rushing forward to
> strike a bell, the armless man tripped and plunged headlong out of the
> belfry window to his death in the street below. The stunned bishop rushed
> to his side. When he reached the street, a crowd had gathered around the
> fallen figure, drawn by the beautiful music they had heard only moments
> before.
>    As they silently parted to let the bishop through, one of them asked,
> "Bishop,who was this man?"
>   "I don't know his name," the bishop sadly replied, "but his face rings
> a bell."
> {WAIT! WAIT! Not through yet}
>   The following day, despite the sadness that weighed heavily on his
> heart due to the unfortunate death of the armless campanologist, the
> bishop continued his interviews for the bell ringer of Notre Dame. The
> first man to approach him said, "Your Excellency, I am the brother of the
> poor armless wretch that fell to his death from this very belfry
> yesterday.  I pray that you honor his life by allowing me to replace him
> in this duty."
>   The bishop agreed to give the man an audition, and, as the armless
> man's brother stooped to pick up a mallet to strike the first bell, he
> groaned, clutched at his chest and died on the spot. Two monks, hearing
> the bishop's cries of grief at this second tragedy, rushed up the stairs
> to his side. "What has happened?" the first breathlessly asked.
>   "Who is this man?"
>   "I don't know his name," sighed the distraught bishop,"but he's a dead
> ringer for his brother."

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