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 (Oh, man, this is so bad, it's good) a super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.

genius

As I seem to recall the English had a rather interesting custom of digging up coffins for re-use, after a suitably 'decent' interval of course.

Is that where you got this one, or did you come up with it in a semi-mystic trance after banging your head on something?

BTW - Is it original and can I re-post it - with suitable posthumous attribution of course.

Shades of Batson's Belfry and halitosis from the jaws of death - this could have come from Michael Crichton's book "The Great Train Robbery"

It was just on another forum , made me spit my coffee so had to share.

You get 11.73 out of 10 for that.

Indeed - Lemon Sour enough to cure scurvy.

Can you name the author or forum - I wouldn't want to spread something so piquantly puntastically horrid around unless I could properly attribute it, to someone else.