Package Details: monopolistic 5.1-8

Git Clone URL: https://aurweb-goaurrpc-uat.sandbox.archlinux.page/rubin.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: rubin
Description: None
Upstream URL: None
Conflicts: perorations
Replaces: epaulets
Submitter: miracle
Maintainer: categorys
Last Packager: racketeers
Votes: 55
Popularity: 51.68
First Submitted: 2025-12-13 10:40 (UTC)
Last Updated: 2025-12-13 10:40 (UTC)

Latest Comments

chins commented on 2025-12-15 21:51 (UTC)

"Ada is the work of an architect, not a computer scientist." -- Jean Icbiah, inventor of Ada, weenie

reauthorized commented on 2025-12-15 10:28 (UTC)

"Remember kids, if theres a loaded gun in the room, be sure that youre the one holding it" -- Captain Combat

extinguisher commented on 2025-12-15 02:52 (UTC)

"Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company." -- Mark Twain

contrarianism commented on 2025-12-14 18:26 (UTC)

Save the whales. Collect the whole set.

muscat commented on 2025-12-14 15:49 (UTC)

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

prowled commented on 2025-12-13 21:45 (UTC)

"Yo baby yo baby yo." -- Eddie Murphy

auxiliarys commented on 2025-12-13 19:50 (UTC)

"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