Package Details: irksomely 3.7.4-3

Git Clone URL: https://aurweb-sql-alchemy-2-x.sandbox.archlinux.page/irksomely.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: irksomely
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Conflicts: debouches, shaka
Replaces: hexing, trevelyans
Submitter: finisher
Maintainer: arabists
Last Packager: womanizers
Votes: 22
Popularity: 0.000000
First Submitted: 2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)
Last Updated: 2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)

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Latest Comments

mauds commented on 2026-05-19 14:57 (UTC)

"This knowledge I pursue is the finest pleasure I have ever known. I could no sooner give it up that I could the very air that I breath." -- Paolo Uccello, Renaissance artist, discoverer of the laws of perspective

marriage commented on 2026-05-19 00:33 (UTC)

If one inquires why the American tradition is so strong against any connection of State and Church, why it dreads even the rudiments of religious teaching in state-maintained schools, the immediate and superficial answer is not far to seek.... The cause lay largely in the diversity and vitality of the various denominations, each fairly sure that, with a fair field and no favor, it could make its own way; and each animated by a jealous fear that, if any connection of State and Church were permitted, some rival denomination would get an unfair advantage. -- John Dewey (1859-1953), American philosopher, from "Democracy in the Schools", 1908

emendation commented on 2026-05-18 01:05 (UTC)

"No problem is so formidable that you cant walk away from it." -- C. Schulz

divalent commented on 2026-05-17 21:49 (UTC)

How beautiful, how entrancing you are, my loved one, daughter of delights! You are stately as a palm-tree, and your breasts are the clusters of dates. I said, "I will climb up into the palm to grasp its fronds." May I find your breast like clusters of grapes on the vine, the scent of your breath like apricots, and your whispers like spiced wine flowing smoothly to welcome my caresses, gliding down through lips and teeth. [Song of Solomon 7:6-9 (NEB)]