A guy with no arms gets a job at the local church ringing the bell. Since he has no arms, he can't pull the bell cord, but instead he slams his face into the bell, ringing it. One day he hit the bell a little too hard and fell out of the bell tower. A bunch of people gather and someone asks, "Does anyone know who this guy is?" One guy pipes up and says: "I don't know his name, but his face rings a bell."
A few weeks later, the dead bell-ringer's brother takes over the job ringing the bell. And one day, he hits the bell a little too hard and falls out of the bell tower. A crowd gathers, and someone asks, "Does anyone know him?" And someone replies, "Yes, he's a dead ringer for his brother."
A few weeks later, the dead bell-ringer's brother takes over the job ringing the bell. And one day, he hits the bell a little too hard and falls out of the bell tower. A crowd gathers, and someone asks, "Does anyone know him?" And someone replies, "Yes, he's a dead ringer for his brother."
Christian apologetics is the art of rolling a dog turd in sugar and selling it as a donut.
