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I think I can shed a little light here:
So with your permission:-
G-protein mutations have not been described in corticotophic systems. In view of the potential effects of adenylyl cyclase dysregulaton on POMC gene transcription, and the potential effects of gip on cell functions 32 corticotrophic adenomas for gsp and gip gene mutations using polymerase chain reaction followed by site-directed oligo nucleioteid hybridhdriization.
I hope this clears ups this matter once and for all.
Mollie

Not really. Please expand.
That's some serious gibberish there. It looks like it's been lifted from an abstract or a molecular biology textbook, though one would have thought that both of those sources would be able to spell nucleotide. :lol:
I really want to share this with you. That stuff above is taken from another thread but my response to it isn't really approporiate to that thread because people are taking it seriously and I couldn't.
So I;ll put it in here with my traveller's tales. Apologies to anybody bored to death with my ramblings.
I copied the gibberish from my step-daughter. A paper she once wrote. I truly don't know if I copied it exactly. I just put it on my knee and with slightly glazed over eyes just typed it. She's a Molecular Biologist and I think she's a genius.
When I first met her I was nervous. Here was a young woman with the title Doctor and I was a Dinner Lady. Also I was a new woman in her father's life. So I was nervous, yes? But I had no need - she has never been anything other than affectionate towards me.
I sat on the sofa. The hot-shot sat in the chair nobody uses but him and the PhD sat on her knees at her father's side. "Well", he said, "tell us what you are up to". And she started off - "Well, it's like this ...." I didn't understand a word and Tom's eyes started to glaze over but he had the sense to look at her now and again and nod encouragienlgy
After a while she stopped and I realised she was waiting for a response. The eyes unglazed and something approaching intelligence appeared in them and he repeated her last few words. I can hear them now. He said "half a cell".
She was triumphant. "Yes. And you can't have a half a cell. So if there's a cell lin there it must be a clone" And off she went again. And my poor man's eyes glazed over again. When it was over, the eyes unglazed and he said "Well, I think that is wonderful".
His daughter got off her knees and said, "You know Dad, there's not many people pick it up as quick as you did. ShallI I make a pot of tea?" And off she went to make a pot of tea.
I looked at Tom; I was fascinated. He had obviously understood no more than I had done.
He looked back at me and smiled his little smug smile that I should find annoying but actually find endearing and he winked at me.
Fathers and Daughters.
Mollie

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