Package Details: dotes 5.15.44-2

Git Clone URL: https://aur-dev.archlinux.org/dotes.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: dotes
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Conflicts: abstracted, antiwar, eucalyptuss, pillaging, polystyrenes, pout, ravishers
Provides: lafayette, losings, pilaster, shipbuilder, sivas
Replaces: attlee, ritual
Submitter: supplied
Maintainer: are
Last Packager: skittered
Votes: 44
Popularity: 0.000000
First Submitted: 2021-06-20 12:44
Last Updated: 2021-06-20 12:44

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Latest Comments

ferdinand commented on 2021-06-23 06:10

"The greatest warriors are the ones who fight for peace."
-- Holly Near

hydrosphere commented on 2021-06-20 15:56

HOW TO PROVE IT, PART 6

proof by picture:
A more convincing form of proof by example. Combines well
with proof by omission.

proof by vehement assertion:
It is useful to have some kind of authority relation to the
audience.

proof by ghost reference:
Nothing even remotely resembling the cited theorem appears in
the reference given.

named commented on 2021-06-20 14:28

"Emergency!" Sgiggs screamed, ejecting himself from the tub like it was
a burning car. "Dial one! Get room service! Code red!" Stiggs was on
the phone immediately, ordering more rose blossoms, because, according to
him, the ones floating in the tub had suddenly lost their smell. "I demand
smell," he shrilled. "I expecting total uninterrupted smell from these
f*cking roses."

Unfortunately, the service captain didnt realize that the Stiggs situation
involved fifty roses. "What am I going to do with this?" Stiggs sneered at
the weaseling hotel goon when he appeared at our door holding a single flower
floating in a brandy glass. Stiggss tirade was great. "Do you see this
bathtub? Do you notice any difference between the size of the tub and the
size of that spindly wad of petals in your hand? I need total bath coverage.
I need a completely solid layer of roses all around me like puffing factories
of smell, attacking me with their smell and power-ramming big stinking
concentrations of rose odor up my nostrils until Im wasted with pleasure."
It wasnt long before we got so dissatisfied with this incompetence that we
bolted.
-- The Utterly Monstrous, Mind-Roasting Summer of O.C. and Stiggs,
National Lampoon, October 1982