Father Chris just told another bad joke.
The parish had a bell that wouldn't ring. Many people tried with no luck. Finally, the pastor offered to pay someone to ring it. Again, many tried with no luck. However, one of the men while walking toward the bell tripped over the rope and went face first, into the bell.
It rang.
Everyone was thrilled, especially the pastor. So every morning, the man (since he was paid) would charge head first into the bell. He didn't seem to mind, until the day he fell in love. He knew the pastor would never release him from service, so he eloped with his bride.
The pastor was enraged. "Find that bell ringer." He commanded.
"What's his name?", the people asked.
"Oh, I don't know." The pastor replied.
"But his face rings a bell."
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