My husband loves stupid puns, so my sister-in-law sent him a bunch. Since I really had nothing to post today, I decided to steal a pun. Here it is:
Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him rather frail and, with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him ... a super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.
Hope it at least made you smile!
Until next time,
Becca
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