Quasimodo... the Hunchback of Notre-Dame passed away. The caretaker put an add in the local paper. " Wanted! Bell ringer for Notre-Dame bell tower". The next day there's a bang at the door. The caretaker opens the door and there's a young man there that says... I'm here for the bell ringers job. The caretaker is taken back because the young man has no arms. The caretaker composes himself and says I'm sorry young man but you must be able to pull a rope in order to ring the bell. The young man proudly states that Quazimodo was my best friend and I must ring the bell in his honor. The caretaker aknowledges his commitment to his friend and says if you can ring the bell you can have the job. So the young man climbs to the top of the tower, runs at the bell and slams his face into it...GONG! The bell sounds profoundly. So the caretaker, being a man of his word, gives the young man the job. After about a week of bell ringing the young mans face is bloody and swollen to the point that his eyes are swollen shut. That afternoon undaunted by his current condition he runs towards the bell, misses the bell and falls out of the tower, into the street to his death. At that moment two elderly gentlemen are walking by. They both look down at the young man and one says hey do you know that guy? The other man says NO... BUT HIS FACE SURE RINGS A BELL.
The next day there is a knock on the door of the castle. The caretaker answers the door and there before him stands a strapping young man with a chiseled chin and bulging muscles. The young man says "I'm here for the bell ringers job"! Astounded the caretaker takes him immediately to the bell tower and proceeds to explain the procedure of pulling the rope to ring the bell. The strapping young man replies "No! My brother died ringing this bell and I must ring it the same way he did to honor him". So he climbs to the top of the tower... charges across the floor and slams his face into the bell. BONG! After about a week his face is a bloody swollen mess. He too charges the bell misses and falls out of the tower to his death. The same two old guys are walking by again. Again one says to the other... Hey do you know that guy? The other man proclaims. NO BUT HE'S A DEAD RINGER FOR HIS BROTHER!

good one, Captromantic

Reminds me of the door-knocking scene in "Young Frankenstein" ... with those knockers, who needs a bell!

Marty Feldman could be a dead ringer for Quasimodo

Well now young lady heh heh,now mmmmmm,that is something,phewwww,I would like to see, oh yes oh yes oh yes