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HogTrash
02-09-2010, 11:48 AM
His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog.

There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.

The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.

'I want to repay you,' said the nobleman. 'You saved my son's life..'

'No, I can't accept payment for what I did,' the Scottish farmer replied waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel.

'Is that your son?' the nobleman asked.

'Yes,' the farmer replied proudly.

'I'll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my own son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of'...And that he did.

Farmer Fleming's son attended the very best schools and in time, graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.

Years afterward, the same nobleman's son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia.

What saved his life this time?...Penicillin.

The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill...His son's name?

Sir Winston Churchill.

Someone once said: What goes around comes around.

glockmail
02-09-2010, 02:57 PM
Sorry, Hog.

http://www.snopes.com/glurge/fleming.asp

Agnapostate
02-09-2010, 04:06 PM
See, the kilt fags aren't as great as you think they are, Braveheart. :laugh:

KarlMarx
02-09-2010, 04:38 PM
One thing is true... almost all of the penicillin manufactured today comes from a single rotten cantaloupe.

The outbreak of World War II required the mass production of penicillin. Up until then penicillin was not readily available because it was hard to produce.

glockmail
02-09-2010, 05:33 PM
See, the kilt fags aren't as great as you think they are, Braveheart. :laugh: They still stomped injun arses. LOL

Kathianne
02-09-2010, 06:53 PM
One thing is true... almost all of the penicillin manufactured today comes from a single rotten cantaloupe.

The outbreak of World War II required the mass production of penicillin. Up until then penicillin was not readily available because it was hard to produce.

Interesting site:

http://home.att.net/~steinert/wwii.htm#The%20Use%20of%20Penicillin%20in%20World% 20War%20II

HogTrash
02-09-2010, 10:02 PM
Sorry, Hog.

http://www.snopes.com/glurge/fleming.aspNo apology necessary.

It is of course an email story but a nice one, don't you agree? ;)

Most Email stories turn out to be fictional but are preferrable to the factual.

Old Texas proverb...[Any story not worth exagerating, ain't worth telling] :thumb:

Agnapostate
02-09-2010, 10:52 PM
They still stomped injun arses. LOL

Sure. Maybe if they were Tlaxcalteca.

Idiot. :laugh:

Luna Tick
02-09-2010, 11:14 PM
Sorry, Hog.

http://www.snopes.com/glurge/fleming.asp

It's still a cool story.

glockmail
02-10-2010, 08:32 AM
No apology necessary.

It is of course an email story but a nice one, don't you agree? ;)

Most Email stories turn out to be fictional but are preferrable to the factual.

Old Texas proverb...[Any story not worth exagerating, ain't worth telling] :thumb: Just like post 8: fictional. :beer:

Agnapostate
02-10-2010, 12:20 PM
Son, as far as I can discern, you've derived your historical knowledge from the amalgamation of the "fun facts" on Cracker Jack boxes. Try opening a book someday and not making moronic claims. ;)

glockmail
02-10-2010, 02:57 PM
As far as I can discern, you've gotten your education from reading Howard Zinn. :laugh2:

Agnapostate
02-10-2010, 05:25 PM
As far as I can discern, you've gotten your education from reading Howard Zinn. :laugh2:

Right, you'd gotten halfway through A People's History and tossed it away after you wondered how anyone could hate the Pinkertons. I have it, but haven't read it myself. I stopped reading after his claim that the Aztecs believed that Cortes was the god Quetzalcoatl, as that isn't true. :poke:

glockmail
02-10-2010, 08:00 PM
Right, you'd gotten halfway through A People's History and tossed it away after you wondered how anyone could hate the Pinkertons. I have it, but haven't read it myself. I stopped reading after his claim that the Aztecs believed that Cortes was the god Quetzalcoatl, as that isn't true. :poke: Nice to see that we've found a small piece of common ground, that Howard Zinn was a fool.

Agnapostate
02-10-2010, 11:29 PM
Nice to see that we've found a small piece of common ground, that Howard Zinn was a fool.

Our only "common ground" is acknowledgment that someone's a fool. Personally, I think your idiotic posts constitute more evidence of that than Howard Zinn's work.

glockmail
02-11-2010, 08:15 AM
Our only "common ground" is acknowledgment that someone's a fool. Personally, I think your idiotic posts constitute more evidence of that than Howard Zinn's work. Actually, our most recent exchange proves that you are an asshole; nothing more. :lol:

Agnapostate
02-11-2010, 01:03 PM
Actually, our most recent exchange proves that you are an asshole; nothing more. :lol:

What it indicated to me was that you spend the majority of your waking hours in a meth lab, but to each their own.

trobinett
02-21-2010, 03:02 PM
His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog.

There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.

The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.

'I want to repay you,' said the nobleman. 'You saved my son's life..'

'No, I can't accept payment for what I did,' the Scottish farmer replied waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel.

'Is that your son?' the nobleman asked.

'Yes,' the farmer replied proudly.

'I'll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my own son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of'...And that he did.

Farmer Fleming's son attended the very best schools and in time, graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.

Years afterward, the same nobleman's son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia.

What saved his life this time?...Penicillin.

The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill...His son's name?

Sir Winston Churchill.

Someone once said: What goes around comes around.

Great story, and certainly true.:clap: