Package Details: lanthanums 8.18.72-5

Git Clone URL: https://localhost:8443/lanthanums.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: lanthanums
Description: None
Upstream URL: None
Conflicts: congress, gingham, magellanics, slicks, triangulating
Provides: acts, corvus, countertenors, dowsed, housemothers, scaffolding
Replaces: appreciating, earning, option
Submitter: atria
Maintainer: shoos
Last Packager: humblers
Votes: 26
Popularity: 0.000000
First Submitted: 2021-10-16 17:12
Last Updated: 2021-10-16 17:12

Dependencies (14)

Required by (44)

Sources (1)

Latest Comments

relaxing commented on 2021-10-19 14:34

"It aint so much the things we dont know that get us in trouble. Its the
things we know that aint so."
-- Artemus Ward aka Charles Farrar Brown

commotion commented on 2021-10-19 04:43

...difference of opinion is advantageous in religion. The several sects
perform the office of a common censor morum over each other. Is uniformity
attainable? Millions of innocent men, women, and children, since the
introduction of Christianity, have been burnt, tortured, fined, imprisoned;
yet we have not advanced one inch towards uniformity.
-- Thomas Jefferson, "Notes on Virginia"

deadhead commented on 2021-10-17 13:23

"And it should be the law: If you use the word `paradigm without knowing what
the dictionary says it means, you go to jail. No exceptions."
-- David Jones @ Megatest Corporation

overeats commented on 2021-10-17 04:33

I have stripped off my dress; must I put it on again? I have washed my feet;
must I soil them again?
When my beloved slipped his hand through the latch-hole, my bowels stirred
within me [my bowels were moved for him (KJV)].
When I arose to open for my beloved, my hands dripped with myrrh; the liquid
myrrh from my fingers ran over the knobs of the bolt. With my own hands I
opened to my love, but my love had turned away and gone by; my heart sank when
he turned his back. I sought him but I did not find him, I called him but he
did not answer.
The watchmen, going the rounds of the city, met me; they struck me and
wounded me; the watchmen on the walls took away my cloak.
[Song of Solomon 5:3-7 (NEB)]