There was a man with no arms and he needed a job. He applied at a local church as the bell ringer. The reverand said, "How can you ring the bell with no hands.
The man explained he would jump onto the bell and make it ring by smashing into the bell with his face. The man was hired. The townspeople were happy and the church was happy. Their beloved bell soon made a heavenly sound every day as it had many years ago. But after just two weeks, the man fell to his death as he missed his bell and landed crumpled on the ground just beneath his bell. The sheriff came and asked what had happened. The reverend explained.
Then, the sheriff asked, "What was his name?"
The reverend replied, " I don't know, but his face sure rings a bell.
Shortly after the funeral, a young boy came and asked if he could replace his father as the family was hungry and had no income. The reverend was hesitant, but the boy assured him that he could do a fine job. So the boy started that Sunday. Until tragedy struck again. The boy fell to his death.
The sheriff again asked, "What was this boy's name?"
Again the reverend didn't know his name, but replied, "I don't know his name, but he's a dead ringer for his father.


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