Modern society is so divorced from our food sources that most people who eat pop tarts have never actually killed one themselves.

And that in a nut shell is why I bake from scratch.  Fear me, for I have knowledge of the kitchen!  Grrrr!




 Quasimodo is looking for an apprentice

So he puts out an ad in the paper and a dopey kind of fellow shows up looking for work.

They head up the bell tower and Quasimodo explains the job:

"It's real simple, just pull on this rope and then get out of the way as fast as you can or that bell is gonna crash into you."

"Piece of cake boss!"

The guy pulls the rope, doesn't move and watches as the bell comes crashing into him. He goes flying out of the tower and falls down dead.

Quasimodo runs to the base of the tower where a small crowd has gathered. Someone shouts out "does anybody know this man's name!?"

Quasimodo responds "I don't know his name, but his face rings a bell."

The next day, a second man comes looking for work.

"Quasimodo, the man that died yesterday was my brother and our family really needs the money, so please let me take over his job."

"Okay, but this is what killed your brother. You gotta pull on that rope and get out of the way as fast as you can."

"Just leave it to me boss!"

The man pulls on the rope, stands still and the bell crashes into him. He goes flying out of the tower and falls down dead.

Quasimodo rushes downstairs to where a small crowd has gathered. Somebody shouts out "oh my goodness! Does anybody know who this man is?"

Quasimodo responds "I don't know his name either, but he's a dead ringer for his brother."