Outside a small Macedonian village, close to the border between Greece and strife-torn Yugoslavia, a lone Catholic nun keeps a quiet watch over a silent convent. She is the last caretaker of a site of significant historic developments. The convent once served as a base for the army of Attila the Hun. In more ancient times, a Greek temple to Eros, the god of love, occupied the hilltop site.
The Huns are believed to have first collected and then destroyed a large gathering of Greek legal writs at the site. It is believed that Attila wanted to study the Greek legal system and had the writs and other documents brought to the temple.
When the Greek church took over the site in the 15th Century and the convent was built, church leaders ordered the pagan statue of Eros destroyed, so another ancient Greek treasure was lost. Today, there is only the lone sister, watching over the old Hun base.
And that's how it ends:
No Huns, no writs, no Eros, and nun left on base.
A really great (or bad) pun.
Mahatma Gandhi, as we know, walked barefoot, which produced a huge set of calluses on his feet. He ate very little, which made him frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him ...what? (Oh, man this is so bad, it's good) A super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.