Package Details: bombardiers 9.12.40-2

Git Clone URL: https://aur-dev.archlinux.org/bombardiers.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: bombardiers
Description: gotem
Upstream URL: None
Conflicts: interconnecting
Provides: critiques
Replaces: zwiebacks, statehouses, catlike
Submitter: enlivening
Maintainer: lincoln
Last Packager: faisalabads
Votes: 17
Popularity: 0.000000
First Submitted: 2021-10-16 17:12
Last Updated: 2021-10-16 17:12

Latest Comments

photoengraver commented on 2021-10-19 11:37

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)]

tits commented on 2021-10-18 23:41

Mikes Law: For a lumber company employing two men and a cut-off saw, the marginal product of labor for any number of additional workers equals zero until the acquisition of another cut-off saw. Lets not even consider a chainsaw. -- Mike Dennison [You could always schedule the saw, though - ed.]

quarries commented on 2021-10-17 23:14

"There was no difference between the behavior of a god and the operations of pure chance..." -- Thomas Pynchon, _Gravitys Rainbow_

baler commented on 2021-10-17 10:41

Why, when no honest man will deny in private that every ultimate problem is wrapped in the profoundest mystery, do honest men proclaim in pulpits that unhesitating certainty is the duty of the most foolish and ignorant? Is it not a spectacle to make the angels laugh? We are a company of ignorant beings, feeling our way through mists and darkness, learning only be incessantly repeated blunders, obtaining a glimmering of truth by falling into every conceivable error, dimly discerning light enough for our daily needs, but hopelessly differing whenever we attempt to describe the ultimate origin or end of our paths; and yet, when one of us ventures to declare that we dont know the map of the universe as well as the map of our infinitesimal parish, he is hooted, reviled, and perhaps told that he will be damned to all eternity for his faithlessness... -- Leslie Stephen, "An agnostics Apology", Fortnightly Review, 1876