Chapter 1 - the Bell ringer :D

Here it goes, caution really bad punch line ahead



One day a man goes into an old church, the man walks right up to the preacher and says," excuse me father but are you in need of a bell ringer?"

The preacher thinks for a moment then says, " well we haven't had a bell ringer for a long while, but I'll have to interview you, *ahem*, what makes you qualified to be this churches bell ringer?"

"Well", begins the man, “I come from a really long line of bell ringers, my father was a bell ringer, as was his father, and so on"

Well the preacher is thoroughly impressed “great you start on Sunday!"

the man is over joyed and then asks," I'm sorry father but could you let me see the bell?"

"I see why not" says the preacher

And so the climb the stairs up to the open steeple and there the giant brass bell, the man carefully inspecects the bell like an artist about to carve into marble

Say father" begins the man, “may I ring the bell?"

Sure go ahead" says the preacher

so the man stares a the bell and backs up and runs towards the bell an head butts the bell the bell swings up clannnnnnnnnnnng goes the clapper in the bell and it swings back *wham* hits the man clear of the tower, annnnnd wham! Right in the center of the court yard below

The preacher of course is in shock and horror, he runs down the stairs, by the time he makes it down a small crowd has gathered around the body

The preacher pushes his way through to the man's body, he checks the pulse... "He's dead!!”

The crowd gasps and some where in the back someone yells out “hey father, who was that guy?

The preacher answers: “I don't know, but his face sure rings a bell!"

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