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So now the monsignor has to find another replacement bell ringer....
A second man with no arms applies and monsignor notices his resemblance to the deceased.
"He was my twin, Sir, and I'd like to take his place."
Monsignor agrees and hires him.
Sadly, just one week into the job, the same fate befalls the new bellringer.
As he lay in the courtyard below, the constable again asks if anyone knows the man.
Someone answers,"I am not sure of his name, but he's a dead ringer for the other guy".....
/me runs
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Don't blame me. I didn't vote for either of'em.
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