After Quasimodo's death, the bishop of the cathedral of Notre Dame sent word through the streets of Paris that a new bellringer 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 several applicants demonstrate their skills,
he decided to call it a day. Suddenly, a lone, armless man approached him and announced that he was there to apply for the bellringers job.

The bishop 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, 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 rushed to his side. 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 sure rings a bell."


BA-DUM-BUM !!!

Two slaps of the BAT for that one!

the one I heard had identical twins, armless of course, and when the first tripped and fell the other could not let his brother die in vain and ran at the bell but missed and fell.
the punch line goes
his face rings a bell and he's a dead ringer for his brother

Mattyboy