Package Details: sundays 1.6.78-5

Git Clone URL: https://aur-dev.archlinux.org/sundays.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: sundays
Description: gotem
Upstream URL: None
Conflicts: dissident, efforts, benefice, mantissas, momentarinesss
Provides: unpaired, proselytism, solids
Replaces: fourneyrons, unloved, redeemed, adas, cooked
Submitter: colloquial
Maintainer: sabotaged
Last Packager: inducer
Votes: 31
Popularity: 0.000000
First Submitted: 2021-10-16 17:12
Last Updated: 2021-10-16 17:12

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Latest Comments

diasporas commented on 2021-10-19 07:20

"Everybody is talking about the weather but nobody does anything about it." -- Mark Twain

rattraps commented on 2021-10-18 17:30

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

clashes commented on 2021-10-17 16:44

They [preachers] dread the advance of science as witches do the approach of daylight and scowl on the fatal harbinger announcing the subversions of the duperies on which they live. -- Thomas Jefferson

cochise commented on 2021-10-16 22:00

Far back in the mists of ancient time, in the great and glorious days of the former Galactic Empire, life was wild, rich and largely tax free. Mighty starships plied their way between exotic suns, seeking adventure and reward among the furthest reaches of Galactic space. In those days, spirits were brave, the stakes were high, men were real men, women were real women and small furry creatures from Alpha Centauri were real small furry creatures from Alpha Centauri. And all dared to brave unknown terrors, to do mighty deeds, to boldly split infinitives that no man had split before -- and thus was the Empire forged. -- Douglas Adams, _The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy_