Well, let’s get back into some high-class stuff and visit the world of literature.
Quasimodo was preparing to retire from his job as the Bellringer of Notre Dame. He placed an ad in the Paris Daily Times: “Apprentice Bellringer position, no experience necessary, will train. Apply Quasimodo at the Cathedral.” The only applicant was a one-amed man.
During the interview, Quasimodo asks, “The job involves swinging on the bell ropes. How can you do that if you only have one arm?” The applicant replies, “I can do anything with one arm that other men can do with two!” Quasimodo says, “Okay, let’s give it a try.” and they head up to the tower. As soon as they get there, the applicant jumps out, grabs a rope and starts swinging. He gets the first bell going, then the second, then the third, and misses the rope on the fourth. He falls head first on top of the largest bell, which rings with a mighty BBLLLOONNGG <do your own sound effect here>, then the applicant falls screaming to his death on the cathedral floor far below.
Two nuns are walking across the floor and stop to look at the body. One says, “Sister, have you ever seen this man before?” And the other replies, “No, but his face sure rings a bell.”
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And the first nun replies, “You’re absolutely right. The man’s a dead ringer for Quasimodo.”