Undisclosed - Zach Bo1inger
Humor Archive
The hunchback of Notre Dame died, and there was no one to ring the Cathedral bell. The Priest despaired of receiving an applicant, since the hours were long and the pay was low.
One day, the Priest heard a knock on the door, but when he opened it he saw no one. Then a voice came from his feet: "I have come to apply for the bellringer's position". Looking down, the Priest saw a man with no arms or legs lying at the door. "You poor wretch", he exclaimed, "how did you knock?". "With my head", the man moaned, " and I can also use my body". At that, he scrunched up his muscles and by an incredible feat of contraction jerked his way into the Cathedral. Like an inchworm, he made his way up the long spiral staircase to the belltower. The Priest followed, silently mouthing a prayer for the wretch's suffering.
When the man reached the belltower he concentrated, then with almost superhuman effort leapt up and grabbed the clapper in his teeth. Swinging himself, he established momentum and slammed headfirst into the bell. The Priest shuddered and winced, but to his amazement the movement produced the most beautiful sound he had ever heard. As he stood awestruck, the man repeated his maneuver. Again, the golden, harmonic tone! As the Priest stood transfixed, the man made his third swing. Sadly, his teeth lost their grip on the clapper and he flew out of the tower to splatter on the cobblestones below.
By the time the Priest could wind his way down the staircase, he found a policeman standing over the body. "Father", said the officer, "Can you identify this man?".
"Hmmm....", replied the Priest, "I don't know his name but his face rings a bell".
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