Package Details: permeates 1.6.73-1

Git Clone URL: https://aurweb-sql-alchemy-2-x.sandbox.archlinux.page/squantos.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: squantos
Description: None
Upstream URL: None
Conflicts: isolation
Submitter: bouffant
Maintainer: nightstands
Last Packager: egypt
Votes: 57
Popularity: 0.000000
First Submitted: 2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)
Last Updated: 2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)

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bladders commented on 2026-05-20 09:45 (UTC)

Delta: Were Amtrak with wings. -- David Letterman

tandoori commented on 2026-05-20 09:21 (UTC)

"If Jesus came back today, and saw what was going on in his name, hed never stop throwing up." -- Max Von Sydows character in "Hannah and Her Sisters"

hilfiger commented on 2026-05-20 08:08 (UTC)

"Let every man teach his son, teach his daughter, that labor is honorable." -- Robert G. Ingersoll

stratospheres commented on 2026-05-20 05:51 (UTC)

Who are the artists in the Computer Graphics Show? Wavefronts latest box, or the people who programmed it? Should Mandelbrot get all the credit for the output of programs like MandelVroom? -- Peter da Silva

suborders commented on 2026-05-20 02:59 (UTC)

"Plastic gun. Ingenious. More coffee, please." -- The Phantom comics

ramonas commented on 2026-05-19 13:35 (UTC)

Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society. -- Mark Twain

upstates commented on 2026-05-19 06:52 (UTC)

"All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving in. Im glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skin" -- They Might Be Giants

siameses commented on 2026-05-18 14:21 (UTC)

"Youll pay to know what you really think." -- J. R. "Bob" Dobbs

sliced commented on 2026-05-18 11:49 (UTC)

"Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company." -- Mark Twain

lemurs commented on 2026-05-18 08:36 (UTC)

One evening Mr. Rudolph Block, of New York, found himself seated at dinner alongside Mr. Percival Pollard, the distinguished critic. "Mr. Pollard," said he, "my book, _The Biography of a Dead Cow_, is published anonymously, but you can hardly be ignorant of its authorship. Yet in reviewing it you speak of it as the work of the Idiot of the Century. Do you think that is fair criticism?" "I am very sorry, sir," replied the critic, amiably, "but it did not occur to me that you really might not wish the public to know who wrote it." -- Ambrose Bierce