One is a hunchback, the other has a club foot.

One night, they leave the pub as normal and go their separate ways home, the guy with the club foot down the High Street and the hunchback takes his usual short cut through the churchyard.

As he approaches the back of the church, there is a pure white light, and before him in mid-air appears a vision of loveliness, all angelic, wings and trumpets and cherubs and stuff.

"I am the Archangel Gabriel." He/she/it announces, "And I have come to Earth to relieve suffering tonight. You have been Chosen. Name the suffering you wish relieved, and it shall be Done."

The hunchback has no doubts or hesitation as to what he wants. "I"d like to be rid of this hump."

"So be it." says Gabriel, and the hunchback stands straight and proud for the first time ever.

The next night in the pub, he"s absolutely unbearable, especially to his mate with the club foot.

They make it to closing time without coming to blows, just.

The former hunchback walks proudly home, whilst the by now rather miffed guy with the foot limps reluctantly down the High Street until the other fellow"s out of sight, when he turns around and heads sharpish for the churchyard.

He lurches slowly through the churchyard towards the back of the church, dragging his bad foot behind him, looking all around, and calling softly, "Gabriel, ... Oh Gabriel, where are you please Gabriel?."

Suddenly there is a pure white light, and before him in mid-air appears a vision of loveliness, all angelic, wings and trumpets and cherubs and stuff.

And Gabriel speaks to him,

"Have a hump!"