Thursday Tales

[Ratickle]

Well, I was getting a little low on "Titterers", so I'm switching to tales for now.......


The airline had a policy that required the first officer to stand at the door while the passengers exited, smile, and give them a, "Thanks for flying Old377Guy airlines".:seeya:


An airline pilot on this particular flight hammered his plane into the runway really hard.


In light of his bad landing, he had difficulty looking the passengers in the eye, because all the time he thought that a passenger would have a smartazz comment.:toetap05:


However, it seemed that all the passengers must have been too shell shocked to say anything.:leaving:


Finally, everyone had gotten off except for this little old lady walking with a cane.


She said, "Sonny, mind if I ask you a question?":huh:


"Why no Ma'am," said the pilot of Old377Guy Airlines, "What is it"?


The little old lady said, "Did we land or were we shot down?":smash:

 

[Ratickle]

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.':sifone:

 

[old377guy]

just what I need, another money losing enterprise

 

[old377guy]

OUCH!!

 

[rschap1]

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