Today's Monday Pun is from Richard.
For years, the campanile rang beautifully, under the guidance of a
master bell ringer. But one day, the bell ringer fell from the tower,
dying instantly. The distraught bishop advertised for a replacement.
The next day, the bell ringer's brother appeared and requested an
audition. The bishop sadly took him to the tower. As the man bent to
lift the hammer, he suffered a heart attack. He, too, plunged to his
death. A monk ran up the stairs and said to the bishop, "My God! How
terrible! What was his name?" Replied the weeping bishop, "
I don't know, but he's a dead ringer for his brother!"
*GROAN*
Posted by: Vulgorilla on February 28, 2005 07:08 AMGroan, indeed. But it's such a nice surprise to see a post up, all is forgiven!! 8) Glad to have you back!
Posted by: Indigo on February 28, 2005 09:59 AMYet a younger brother, hearing of the above, raced to fill in the family's shoes. But again disaster struck - when he reached the top he tripped and fell, his face smashing into the bell and he toppled to his death below. The monks sadly reported the tragedy to the bishop that while they didn't get his name either...
His face rang a bell.
Posted by: Jim Horn on February 28, 2005 10:16 AMYou should be dragged off and shot.
Posted by: Acidman on February 28, 2005 11:39 AMGreat to have you back, Denny. I caught the pun, but missed the boobage. Maybe two pairs next Saturday. Hell! Why not a full house!
Posted by: The Moose on February 28, 2005 12:48 PMohhh, this really has me groaning!! *L*
Posted by: Michele on February 28, 2005 01:40 PM