Oliver, The Church Bell Ringer, Wanted To Take A Vacation.

The pastor told him he could go if he could find someone to ring the bell while he was gone.

He posted notices advertising the position, but the only one who applied was his own twin brother.

His brother had no arms, so Oliver asked him how he planned to ring the bell.

"With my head," he answered. "Come on, I'll show you."

They went up to the belfry where the brother ran across it, jumped up in the air, turned a flip and hit the bell with his forehead. Oliver wondered just how much of this his brother could take, so he told him if he could do it again, he had the job.

The brother was a bit groggy from the first time, so he staggered across the belfry, jumped and flipped, missed the bell, sailed out of the belfry and crashed to the street below. A crowd gathered around and someone asked, "Who is he?"

Someone else said, "I don't know, but his face sure rings a bell."

Finally, someone said, "That's Oliver's brother."

Someone else said, "I should have known. He's a dead ringer for his brother."