One bright midday Fermat was writing of pythagorean triplets in the margings of his Euclid, when a local mobster (whatever the french equivalent for mobster is) swaggered into his study, hands akimbo and very near his sword. The ruffian asked Fermat for a 'contribution to his own safety and wellbeing'. But being a Mathematician, Fermat was more broke than a squared circle, and as he was physicaly 1/0 (undefined) he had no way of defending his life against this assymptote. Well, this caused no limit of anger in the mobster, who as mobsters usually go was a but quick to eiger, and thusly he drew his sword, saying these famous words:
-Fermat, you've written your Last Theorem!
With that, he skewed good old Fermat through the perpendicular.
And now you know the true story of what we now know as "Fermat's Last Theorum"
-BJB
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