I Was Extremely Disappointed To See That He Had Arms
Interesting piece from the NYT on the bellringer at Cathedral Notre-Dame in Paris.
There was a joke I used to tell--not so much a joke as an Icelandic-saga-length shaggy dog story containing not one but two groan-inducing puns, which as punch lines become secondary to the actual telling of the joke--that centered on the Cathedral's search for a bellringer to replace the famous Quasimodo. Sadly, the Times piece has no mention of this gentleman's identical twin brother.
There was a joke I used to tell--not so much a joke as an Icelandic-saga-length shaggy dog story containing not one but two groan-inducing puns, which as punch lines become secondary to the actual telling of the joke--that centered on the Cathedral's search for a bellringer to replace the famous Quasimodo. Sadly, the Times piece has no mention of this gentleman's identical twin brother.
1 Comments:
At 3:45 AM, Anonymous said…
Said joke became a classic among a certain group best left unnamed.
It was told around many a campfire never failing to elicit a satisfactory outpouring of heartfelt groans as each of the punchlines was reached in turn.
I'd like to think that even now when our days by the fire are past that it is still repeated with perhaps a little reverence. After all it was, and is, probably the worst joke ever told.
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