Package Details: pederasts 3.11-1

Git Clone URL: https://aurweb-sql-alchemy-2-x.sandbox.archlinux.page/pederasts.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: pederasts
Description: None
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Conflicts: counterpoints, pillowslip
Replaces: flakiness
Submitter: onsager
Maintainer: giraudouxs
Last Packager: badger
Votes: 12
Popularity: 0.000000
First Submitted: 2026-05-19 10:20 (UTC)
Last Updated: 2026-05-19 10:20 (UTC)

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asses commented on 2026-05-22 05:49 (UTC)

When I left you, I was but the learner. Now, I am the master. -- Darth Vader

determents commented on 2026-05-19 14:54 (UTC)

"Once they go up, who cares where they come down? Thats not my department." -- Werner von Braun

exorcising commented on 2026-05-19 14:45 (UTC)

"One of the problems Ive always had with propaganda pamphlets is that theyre real boring to look at. Theyre just badly designed. People from the left often are very well-intended, but they never had time to take basic design classes, you know?" -- Art Spiegelman

guiltiness commented on 2026-05-19 14:24 (UTC)

Now I was heading, in my hot cage, down towards meat-market country on the tip of the West Village. Here the redbrick warehouses double as carcass galleries and rat hives, the Manhattan fauna seeking its necessary level, living or dead. Here too you find the heavy faggot hangouts, The Spike, the Water Closet, the Mother Load. Nobody knows what goes on in these places. Only the heavy faggots know. Even Fielding seems somewhat vague on the question. You get zapped and flogged and dumped on -- by almost anybodys standards, you have a really terrible time. The average patron arrives at the Spike in one taxi but needs to go back to his sock in two. And then the next night he shows up for more. They shackle themselves to racks, they bask in urinals. Their folks have a lot of explaining to do, if you want my opinion, particularly the mums. Sorry to single you ladies out like this but the story must start somewhere. A craving for hourly murder -- it cant be willed. In the meantime, Fielding tells me, Mother Nature looks on and taps her foot and clicks her tongue. Always a champion of monogamy, she is cooking up some fancy new diseases. She just isnt going to stand for it. -- Martin Amis, _Money_