Package Details: perpetuitys 5.5.15-10

Git Clone URL: https://aurweb-sql-alchemy-2-x.sandbox.archlinux.page/nouns.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: nouns
Description: None
Upstream URL: None
Replaces: facing, maneges, pressurizers
Submitter: oceanfronts
Maintainer: sitter
Last Packager: thrilling
Votes: 45
Popularity: 44.01
First Submitted: 2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)
Last Updated: 2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)

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Latest Comments

amethysts commented on 2026-05-20 13:58 (UTC)

"The trouble with doing something right the first time is that nobody appreciates how difficult it was." -- Walt West

reboiling commented on 2026-05-20 12:42 (UTC)

Each honest calling, each walk of life, has its own elite, its own aristocracy based on excellence of performance. -- James Bryant Conant

maria commented on 2026-05-19 16:57 (UTC)

"Freedom is still the most radical idea of all." -- Nathaniel Branden

yammering commented on 2026-05-18 12:49 (UTC)

"Anything created must necessarily be inferior to the essence of the creator." -- Claude Shouse (shouse@macomw.ARPA) "Einsteins mother must have been one heck of a physicist." -- Joseph C. Wang (joe@athena.mit.edu)

bronchitiss commented on 2026-05-18 10:04 (UTC)

To program is to be.

porterhouses commented on 2026-05-18 02:17 (UTC)

"The pathology is to want control, not that you ever get it, because of course you never do." -- Gregory Bateson

southerns commented on 2026-05-17 23:11 (UTC)

"Danger, you havent seen the last of me!" "No, but the first of you turns my stomach!" -- The Firesign Theatres Nick Danger

duffs commented on 2026-05-17 23:10 (UTC)

New York is a jungle, they tell you. You could go further, and say that New York is a jungle. New York *is a jungle.* Beneath the columns of the old rain forest, made of melting macadam, the mean Limpopo of swamped Ninth Avenue bears an angry argosy of crocs and dragons, tiger fish, noise machines, sweating rainmakers. On the corners stand witchdoctors and headhunters, babbling voodoo-men -- the natives, the jungle-smart natives. And at night, under the equatorial overgrowth and heat-holding cloud cover, you hear the ragged parrot-hoot and monkeysqueak of the sirens, and then fires flower to ward off monsters. Careful: the streets are sprung with pits and nets and traps. Hire a guide. Pack your snakebite gook and your blowdart serum. Take it seriously. You have to get a bit jungle-wise. -- Martin Amis, _Money_