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What A Ten Days I’ve Had

11 Aug

too TI red to find sIx Word

  • I’ve offloaded my guests
  • emptied my nest
  • raised a shed
  • banging my head in the process (those peg baskets are hard)
  • I’ve packed up son’s stuff
  • dusted the fluff
  • tidied the house till there’s nary a mouse-hole to find
  • I’m done!
  • I’m all done
  • I’m done in
  • Now I’ll just be on my way – my niece and nephew arrive in three hours for a two-week stay.

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Joke 506

11 Aug
English: A night sight of the Notre Dame de Pa...

English: A night sight of the Notre Dame de Paris cathedral on the Île de la Cité island in Paris, France. Français : Vue nocturne de la Cathédrale Notre-Dame de Paris sur l’Île de la Cité à Paris (France). Tiếng Việt: Nhà thờ Đức Bà Paris trên đảo Île de la Cité. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

From Will & Guy.

After Quasimodo’s death, Bishop Thomas of the cathedral of Notre Dame sent word through the streets of Paris that a new bell ringer was needed. The bishop decided that he would conduct the interviews personally and went up into the belfry to begin the screening process.

After observing while several applicants demonstrated their skills, he decided to call it a day.

Just then a lone, armless man approached him and announced that he was there to apply for the bell ringer’s job.

Bishop Thomas was incredulous. ‘You have no arms.’

‘No matter,’ said the man, ‘observe!’  He then began striking the bells with his face, producing a beautiful melody on the carillon.  The bishop listened in astonishment, convinced that he had finally found a suitable replacement for Quasimodo.  Suddenly, while rushing forward to strike a bell, the armless man tripped and plunged headlong out of the belfry window to his death in the street below.

The stunned bishop immediately rushed down the stairways.  When he reached the street, a crowd had gathered around the fallen figure, drawn by the beautiful music they had heard only moments before.  As they silently parted to let the bishop through, one of them asked, ‘Bishop, who was this man?’

‘I don’t know his name,’ the bishop sadly replied, ‘but his face rings a bell.’

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