#BOBola

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Bobola for Anthropologie April 2024 Campaign

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SAINT OF THE DAY (May 16)

Andrew Bobola is a Polish-born martyr.

He was born in Sandormir, Poland, in 1591 to a noble family.

He was ordained a Jesuit in 1622.

Three years later, became a parish priest in Vilna, Lithuania, the town in which he had studied.

He also served as superior of the Jesuit community for a time. He worked extensively with the sick and made even stronger efforts to help them during a plague outbreak.

He is best known as a successful missionary to the Orthodox. He did this for almost 20 years, preaching along the roads and converting whole villages to Catholicism.

However, he was captured after Mass on 10 May 1657 by the Cossacks and brutally tortured.

Six days later, he died a martyr, refusing to denounce his Catholic faith.

His tomb was opened in 1719 and his body was found incorrupt. He is now entombed in a Jesuit church in Krakow, Poland.

He was canonized by Pope Pius XI in 1938.

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List do Księdza Prymasa

List do Księdza Prymasa Dzień dobry! Bardzo ładnie Księże Prymasie, że zaprasza Ksiądz na obóz, ale wolałabym jednak, aby Prymas zaprosił na wybory i jeszcze powiedział jak powinien głosować Polak. Polak Katolik rzecz jasna. Jestem bowiem pewna, że wybory są stokroć a raczej tysiąckroć ważniejsze od najlepszego obozu w Gnieźnie. Znajomy podesłał mi dokument, na który powoływał się Ks. Jerzy…

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Bobola by Meryl Valerie for Nasty Magazine January 2023

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SAINT OF THE DAY (May 16)

Andrew Bobola was a Polish missionary and martyr of the Society of Jesus, known as the Apostle of Lithuania and the "hunter of souls."

He was born to a noble family in 1591 in Sandormir, Poland.

He was ordained a Jesuit in 1622. Three years later, he became a parish priest in Vilna, Lithuania, the town in which he had studied.

He also served as superior of the Jesuit community for a time.

He worked extensively with the sick and made stronger efforts to help them during a plague outbreak. He was best known as a successful missionary to the Orthodox.

He did this for almost 20 years, preaching along the roads and converting whole villages to Catholicism.

However, he was captured after Mass on 10 May 1657 by the Cossacks during the Khmelnytsky Uprising. He was beaten and tortured to death.

Six days later, on 16 May 1657, he died a martyr, refusing to denounce his Catholic faith.

His tomb was opened in 1719 and his body was found incorrupt. He is now entombed in a Jesuit church in Krakow, Poland.

He was canonized by Pope Pius XI on 17 April 1938.

NOTE:

The Khmelnytsky Uprising, also known as the Cossack–Polish War, the Chmielnicki Uprising, the Khmelnytsky massacre, or the Khmelnytsky insurrection, was a Cossack rebellion that took place between 1648 and 1657 in the eastern territories of the Polish–Lithuanian Commonwealth, which led to the creation of a Cossack Hetmanate in Ukraine.

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mike bobola by elys berroteran

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she got me like the cossacks of bohdan chmielnicki got andrew bobola (do not research)

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I made a post a month or two ago about how r/JordanPeterson has been collapsing into nothing more then a fascist pigsty and how this one guy never stops posting (Doctor Bobolas) and

Look the dumbass mod even stickied his post about how leftists are...the ones in control, and evil?

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Return of relics of St. Andrzej Bobola SJ to Poland (1938). 

Powrót relikwii św. Andrzeja Boboli do Polski, 1938, reportaż

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Holidays 5.21

Holidays

Afro-Colombian Day (Colombia)

Agricultural Fair Day

Anti-Terrorism Day (India)

Battle of Iquique Anniversary Day (Chile)

Capitol Build Day (New York)

Circassian Day of Mourning

Daylilly Day (French Republic)

Day of Patriots and Military (Hungary)

Emergency Medical Services Day

EMS Health, Wellness & Resilience Day

End of the World Day

Feast of the Triple Scoop

521 Day

Global Accessibility Awareness Day

Hug Your Interior Designer Day

Hummel Day (a.k.a. Sister Maria Hummel Day)

"I Need A Patch For That" Day

International Day of Statistical Literacy

Journée Nationale des Patriotes (National Patriots' Day; Quebec)

Keanu Reeves Day

Lilies and Roses Day (UK)

National American Red Cross Founder’s Day

National Mamey Day

National Memo Day

National Talk Like Yoda Day

Natura 2000 Day (EU)

Navy Day (Chile)

Passion Play Day (Germany)

Pogo Stick Day

Polar Explorer’s Day (Russia)

Purple Star of Jerusalem Day (a.k.a. Jack-Go-To-Bed-At-Noon)

Rapture Party Day (2011 prediction by Harold Camping)

Recommerce Day

Red Cross Day

Saint Helena Day (Saint Helena)

Sanja Matsuri begins (Tokyo, Japan)

Send a Letter Day

Slap a Patch On It Day

United States Cyber Command Day

World Day for Cultural Diversity for Dialogue and Development (UN)

World Fish Migration Day

World Meditation Day (UK)

World Tree Kangaroo Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

International Tea Day [also 12.15]

International Tennessee Whiskey Day

National Mourvèdre Day

National Waitstaff Day (a.k.a. Waiters and Waitresses Day)

Strawberries and Cream Day

World Chardonnay Day

Independence & Related Days

Malabon (City Founded; Philippines)

Montenegro (from Serbia, 2006)

New Zealand (Proclaimed a British Colony; 1840)

Southwest Vineland (Declared; 2021) [unrecognized]

Valentia Riqueza and Grandeza (a.k.a. ValeVRG; Declared; 2022) [unrecognized]

3rd Tuesday in May

International Dinosaur Day [3rd Tuesday; also 6.1]

National Stop Nausea Day [3rd Tuesday]

Sex Differences in Health Awareness Day [3rd Tuesday]

Taco Tuesday [Every Tuesday]

Festivals Beginning May 21, 2024

The Batch Festival (Bath, UK) [thru 5.26]

Sommeliers Choice Awards (Chicago, Illinois)

Feast Days

Adílio Daronch and Manuel Gómez González (Christian; Saint)

Agonalia (Ancient Rome) [also 1.9 & 12.11]

Albrecht Dürer (Artology)

Alexander Pope (Writerism)

Anastenaria (Fire-Walking Ritual; Ancient Greece)

Andrew Bobola (Christian; Martyr)

Arcangelo Tadini (Christian; Saint)

Chen Dayu (Artology)

Christopher Magallanes, and other Saints of the Cristero War (Christian; Saint)

Day of the Twins: Beginning of Gemini (Astrology/Pagan)

Édouard-Henri Avril (Artology)

Emperor Constantine I (Christian; Saint)

Eugène de Mazenod (Christian; Saint)

Felix of Cantalicio (Christian; Saint)

Festival for Vevodus (God of the Dead, Swamps & Volvanic Movements; Ancient Rome)

Festival of Demeter (Greek Barley Mother Goddess)

Festival of Vejovis (Roman God of Healing)

42 Day (Pastafarian)

Franz Jägerstätter (Christian; Saint)

Free Money Day (Church of the SubGenius)

Godrick of Finkley (Christian; Saint)

Green Four-Net (Muppetism)

Harold Robbins (Writerism)

Helena of Constantinople (a.k.a. "Feast of the Holy Great Sovereigns Constantine and Helen, Equal-to-the-Apostles,” Eastern Orthodox Church, Anglican Communion)

Henri Rousseau (Artology)

Hospitius (Christian; Saint)

John Elliot (Episcopal Church)

Nestinarstvo (Fire-Walking Ritual; Ancient Bulgaria)

Nost-na-Lothion (Elven feast for the birth of flowers; Lord of the Rings)

Ponder Pointlessness Day (Pastafarian)

Rudolf Koller (Artology)

Saint Camping’s Day (Discordian)

St. Luke (Positivist; Saint)

Theophilus of Corte (Christian; Saint)

Hebrew Calendar Holidays [Begins at Sundown]

Pesach Sheni (2nd Passover) [13-14 Iyar]

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Taian (大安 Japan) [Lucky all day.]

Umu Limnu (Evil Day; Babylonian Calendar; 24 of 60)

Premieres

Agents of Fortune, by Blue Oyster Cult (Album; 1976)

Alison, by Elvis Costello (Song; 1977)

Annie (Film; 1982)

The Conquest of Everest, by John Hurt (Memoir; 1954)

Curtain Razor (WB LT Cartoon; 1949)

Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid (Film; 1982)

The Deep Blue Good-By, by John D. MacDonald (Novel; 1964)

Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde (Silent Film; 1908)

The Egg Hunt (Color Rhapsody Cartoon; 1940)

The Foxy Pup (Color Rhapsody Cartoon; 1937)

Gimme All Your Lovin’, by ZZ Top (Music Video; 1983)

Godzilla vs. Kong (Film; 2021)

Gypsy (Broadway Musical; 1959)

Hassle in a Castle (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1966)

Hot Shots! Part Deux (Film; 1993)

Injun Trouble (WB LT Cartoon; 1938)

I Sing the Body Electric! & Other Stories, by Ray Bradbury (Short Stories; 1969)

Lunch Poems, by Frank O'Hara (Poetry; 1963)

Mad Max 2 (Film; 1982)

Mask of Orpheus, by Harrison Birtwistle (Opera; 1986)

Maybellene, recorded by Chuck Berry (Song; 1955)

McCartney II, by Paul McCartney (Album; 1980)

Mouse for Sale (Tom & Jerry Cartoon; 1955)

Naked Came the Stranger (Adult Film; 1975)

Notting Hill (Film; 1999)

Ohio, by Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young (Song; 1970)

The Optimist's Daughter, by Eudora Welty (Novella; 1972)

Pagliacci, by Ruggero Leoncavallo (Opera; 1892)

Past Perfumance (WB MM Cartoon; 1955)

Que Sera, Sera (Whatever Will Be, Will Be, sung by Doris Day (Song; 1956)

The Real World (TV Series; 1992)

The Return of the Pink Panther (Film; 1975)

The Rhinemann Exchange, by Robert Ludlum (Novel; 1974)

Riptide, by Vance Joy (Song; 2013)

The Road Warrior (Film; 1982)

The Secret of the Hittites, by C.W. Ceram (History Book; 1956)

Shrek Forever After (Animated Film; 2010)

Snow Excuse (WB MM Cartoon; 1966)

Sour, by Olivia Rodrigo (Album; 2021)

Star Wars, Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back (UK Film; 1980)

Terminator Salvation (Film; 2009)

Touch of Evil (Film; 1958)

Twin Peaks: The Return (TV Series; 2017)

The Twisker Pitcher (Fleischer Popeye Cartoon; 1937)

Under the Boardwalk, recorded by The Drifters (Song; 1964)

What’s Going On, by Marvin Gaye (Album; 1971)

Today’s Name Days

Christoph, Constantin, Josef, Julio (Austria)

Elena, Konstantin, Kosta, Kostadin, Kostadinka, Lenko, Stoyan (Bulgaria)

Dubravka, Eugen, Kristofor (Croatia)

Monika (Czech Republic)

Helene (Denmark)

Kindel, Konstantin, Kostel, Tiino (Estonia)

Konsta, Konstantin, Kosti (Finland)

Constantin (France)

Hermann, Konst, Wiltrud (Germany)

Constantine, Constantina, Elena, Elene, Eleni, Helen, Konstantina, Konstantinos, Lena, Nantia (Greece)

Konstantin (Hungary)

Angelo, Giulia, Vittorio (Italy)

Ernestine, Ingmārs, Vinija (Latvia)

Vaidivutis, Valentas, Vydmina (Lithuania)

Eli, Ellen, Helene (Norway)

Donat, Donata, Jan, Kryspin, Przecława, Pudens, Tymoteusz, Walenty, Wiktor, Wiktoriusz (Poland)

Constantin, Elena (România)

Zina (Slovakia)

Cristóbal, Virginia (Spain)

Conny, Konstantin (Sweden)

Constance, Constantine, Helen (Ukraine)

Adelric, Adiel, Audric, Keaton, Kendrick (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 142 of 2024; 224 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 2 of week 21 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Huath (Hawthorn) [Day 10 of 28]

Chinese: Month 4 (Ji-Si), Day 14 (Yi-You)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]

Hebrew: 13 Iyar 5784

Islamic: 13 Dhu al-Qada 1445

J Cal: 22 Magenta; Oneday [22 of 30]

Julian: 8 May 2024

Moon: 96%: Waxing Gibbous

Positivist: 1 St. Paul (6th Month) [St. Luke]

Runic Half Month: Ing (Expansive Energy) [Day 12 of 15]

Season: Spring (Day 64 of 92)

Week: 3rd Full Week of May

Zodiac: Gemini (Day 1 of 31)

Calendar Changes

Gemini (The Twins) begins [Zodiac Sign 3; thru 6.21]

Saint Paul (Catholicism) [Month 6 of 13; Positivist]

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The Locked tomb series

Franciszek Andrzej Bobola Biberstein-Starowieyski (8 July 1930 in Bratkówka – 23 February 2009 in Warsaw) was a Polish artist.

He was engaged in book graphics, theatrical scenery and costumes, but above all large-format drawings of female acts. He decorated his drawings with abundant Baroque ornamentation. He showed a special penchant for the motives of passing time, death and the end of our world.

When you already have a "Locked tomb" of the brain In fact, I also want to draw creepy, but not nasty art based on the book

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Here’s chapter 2 of Blizzard of ‘23. I can’t wait to write more and make Kyle a sassy queen :’)

Chapter 1

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Chapter 2

Reversing into the snow covered driveway of his parents’ house, Kyle was relieved that both his parents were fast asleep at this hour. He wasn’t sure if he would be able to handle his mother pestering him with a thousand questions about the drive, his work, if he had a girlfriend, and what the hell happened to the back of his car.

Shifting the car into park, the redhead let out a long sigh as he stepped out into the cold to gather his belongings from the back seat. He approached the front door, unlocked it as smoothly and quietly as possible, sliding into the dark house. The redhead wanted nothing more than to be in his bed, fast asleep with no thoughts of what had just happened.

He hadn’t seen Eric Cartman since they graduated high school almost six years ago. Kyle was fortunate enough in his past visits to South Park to have never encountered the fat man since leaving the small town. It wasn’t that out of the ordinary since most of the kids he grew up with left little South Park. Anyone from Kyle’s childhood he would see from making the effort to meet up rather than by happenstance.

Kyle dragged his legs up the stairs to his childhood bedroom. His pale hand gripped the door handle and his body began to push open the door before a voice stopped him.

“Kyle! I’m so glad you made it safe. How was the drive?” Sheila Broflovski pulled her eldest son into a tight hug.

“Ma, did I wake you up?” the redhead tried to mask his mild annoyance hugging his mother back, knowing he couldn’t escape her embrace.

“Oh, no, honey, I was already up!” Kyle knew that was a lie, but didn’t refute it. She held onto her son for a few more moments before finally pulling away. “You must be exhausted from the drive, do you want anything? I washed your sheets for you and left some snacks in the room—”

“Thanks, ma, fresh sheets and some snacks sounds great right now. I’m tired from the drive, so let’s catch up tomorrow, okay?” the redhead dismissed his mother’s tangent before she got too caught up in it. He loved his mother, but he didn’t love how overbearing she could be at times. “What time is Ike landing tomorrow?”

“Yes, yes you need to get some rest,” Sheila motioned the man into the bedroom. “Ike’s flight is landing around eight in the morning; your father is picking him up—”

“I can pick him up!” Kyle quickly suggested. He figured he could manage to hide the damage on his car a bit longer to prevent getting an earful from both his parents. His mother raised an eyebrow at his proposal. “W-Well, my car is blocking the garage and I have to be somewhere at nine tomorrow anyways…”

“You’ve only been here five minutes and you’re already doing something,” Sheila complained, “why can’t you just hang out and relax with your family?”

“Ma,” Kyle sighed “it’s fine, I’m here for two weeks. I just have something to take care of. Then soon you’ll be sick of me.”

Sheila smiled at her son before letting herself into the room behind Kyle, who had placed his luggage down on the floor and sauntered over to the bed tucked in the corner of the small bedroom. She pointed to a basket full of Kyle’s favorite snacks that she proudly put together herself, and despite how tired and annoyed Kyle felt, he couldn’t help but laugh at the predictability of his mother.

“Thanks, ma. Go back to bed; I’ll see you in the morning,” Sheila pulled Kyle in for one more hug before finally leaving the redhead to himself.

“Good night, bobola,” she said before shutting the door behind her.

Sprawling on the bed, Kyle was thankful to finally have a moment of peace before he had to deal with Cartman tomorrow morning. He still was in disbelief of his own stupidity and swore never to roll a stop sign again no matter what the circumstances were. The redhead continued to mentally berate himself until his body slipped into a deep slumber.

~*~*~*~*~

The sound of three obnoxious knocks on the bedroom door followed by the familiar sound of a man’s voice calling out his name disrupted Kyle’s sleep.

“Kyle, are you awake? Are you still going to pick up Ike from the airport?”

Groggily lifting himself out of bed, he checked the time on the bedside clock that read 7:15 in faded red digits, “Yeah, dad, don’t worry I’m still going to pick him up.”

“Are you sure you don’t want me to go and you can rest a bit more? Your mother can make breakfast for you,” Gerald continued.

“It’s fine, it’s fine. I was just about to leave anyways,” Kyle called out, hopping on one leg to put on his jeans from yesterday. He threw on his staple green hat over his red hair and opened the bedroom door. His father was standing outside with a mug in hand.

“Well, alright,” his father said, “we’ll see you whenever you get back, Kyle.”

The redhead nodded and pushed past his father to make his way out the front door and towards his car. He cringed at the sight at the damaged bumper of his car as he unlocked the sedan and slid in. Turning over the engine, he turned on the radio and began his route to the airport.

~*~*~*~*~

“Kyle!”

Ike Broflovski waved a thin arm in the air to direct Kyle’s attention at him in the crowd of people at the airport passenger pick up.

“Ike! I’m so glad to see you!” the older brother pulled the other into a hug. He opened the back door so Ike could place his luggage before starting the ride back to their parents’ house. “How was the flight?”

“It was fine,” Ike said as he clicked his seatbelt securely, “I was asleep for most of the flight thankfully. So, what exactly happened to your car, guy?”

Kyle’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as he once again cringed at the thought of his poor, sad, crushed car. He let out a small sigh before going to explain to his younger brother the source of his damaged bumper.

“Well, let’s just say I was being impatient on the way to ma’s house. I rolled a stop sign and cut an SUV off…and you wouldn’t believe who was driving that SUV.”

“Was it Cartman?”

If Kyle was drinking something at that moment, he was sure he would have spat it out. How did his younger brother guess on the first try? Especially after he just said that Ike wouldn’t even believe who the other driver was?

“How did you guess?” Kyle asked.

“Well, because why wouldn’t it be Eric Cartman? If it was anyone else, you wouldn’t be so pissd off right now.” Ike explained casually, looking out the window instead of looking at his brother. Kyle could sense the smirk of Ike’s face.

“What’s that supposed to mean? I would be equally as pissed off if anyone else hit my car!” the redhead retorted.

“Mhmm, that’s true—you’ve always been a little fireball,” Ike continued speaking before Kyle could respond. “So did ma and dad find out?”

“Ugh, thankfully not. Hence why I picked you up instead of dad.” Kyle explained. “I’m glad that they didn’t look outside this morning or I’m sure I wouldn’t have heard the end of it.”

“If I’m being honest, I’m kind of glad you got hit,” Ike laughed, “I would have rather been picked up by you rather than dad. So, thank you.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Kyle rolled his eyes. “Unfortunately I’ll be leaving you alone with them for a little bit this morning. I have to see fatass and deal with our insurance this morning.”

“Well, good luck with that. I’m surprised he has insurance…” the Canadian trailed off.

“That’s what I said!”

~*~*~*~*~

After dropping off Ike at their parents’ house, Kyle apprehensively embarked to Tweek Bros. to meet with Cartman. He was hoping this would take no longer than ten, fifteen minutes at most. In all the years the redhead knew and interacted with the brunet, he had not one good experience with Eric Cartman. And this encounter was just another example of a shitty encounter with the fat man.

Kyle soon found himself parked outside the local coffee shop with a few minutes to spare before the clock struck nine. He debated in his head whether he actually wanted to enter the shop and be forced to deal with Cartman. His rational side knew there was no getting out of this unless he wanted to pay for the damages out of pocket and live in fear for the next two weeks that Cartman would be hunting him down.

His body finally decided to move out of the car and into the coffee shop. To his surprise, he spotted the fat man sitting down comfortably at a table that was engulfed in morning sunlight. His lips met the rim of his coffee mug as his eyes were fixed on whatever was on his phone.

“Welcome in,” a smooth voice came from behind the counter. Richard Tweak gave the redhead a warm smile as he walked towards the front counter to place his order. The man behind the counter looked much older than Kyle last saw to no surprise; it had been years since he stepped foot into the family coffee shop.

“Hello,” Kyle returned the smile, “I’ll just take a small coffee with room for cream, for here, please.”

“Wonderful, that will be $3.05,” the man said, tapping on the register screen. Kyle paid for his coffee, exchanged one more smile with Mr. Tweak, and took his coffee to the table with an assortment of creamers and sugars.

As he was pouring the cream into his mug, Cartman’s voice called out to him.

“Well, well, I’m surprised you actually showed up,” the man said without looking up from his phone screen.

“Fu—” Kyle was about to shoot a “fuck you” towards the fat man, but remembered he was in the public eye. He took his mug and quickly sat down across from Cartman. “Fuck off, dude,” the redhead said quietly, “of course I would show up.” A smirk formed on Cartman’s face as he finally put attention on Kyle.

“Lucky for you, I do have a proposition for you that you must be interested in.”

The redhead rolled his eyes for what seemed like the millionth time today, “Whatever you’re trying to scheme, I’m not interested. Can’t we just settle this like adults and call out insurance companies already?”

“Wait, wait, you’ll want to hear this, I’m sure,” Cartman held up a hand in front of Kyle as if to stop the redhead from interrupting him. “This idea won’t raise our insurance and we’ll both get our cars fixed at a good price. I’m sure you remember Butters, right?”

Kyle raised an eyebrow and nodded.

“Well, he has an auto shop on the other side of South Park. I’m sure he would give us a deal or something good—”

“Cartman, you’ve been nothing but a manipulative asshole to Butters for as long as you’ve known him. You think he’s still going to help you after all that you’ve put him through?”

“Well, duh, Kyle!” Cartman asserted. “He just did a tire rotation for me just the other month!”

“Oh, so, you’re still an ass and he’s still an idiot,” Kyle mumbled under his breath. Before Cartman could ask what he said, he continued, “Well, whatever. If you think that’s the best option I’m fine with paying for both the repairs.”

“Uh, uh, uh! That’s not all,” the brunet told. “There’s one more thing you have to agree to before I’m satisfied.”

Kyle couldn’t piece together what the other man could want from him. Isn’t a cheap repair service and no higher insurance rates enough? Then they would never have to see or speak to each other for the rest of eternity?

“What else could you possibly want, fatass?” the man spat.

“You.”

~*~*~*~*~

Chapter 3

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Philippe Bobola - Changement climatique: un outil politique ?

[ninethirtynine-pm]

i’m not sure if this is common but i love inside jokes that are basically a full story with wordbuidinh characters and plot that slowly builds up over time and has never been written down. there’s been a years-long inside joke in my friend group that started with “this bottle of hand sanitizer is the ashes of sans undertale” and now includes a war between the catholic church and the rebelling skeleton working class, the saga of Sternum, Vessel of God, garfield is everyone’s father, close enough welcome back bisexual jon lennon, WE NEED TO BREACH THE VATICAN TO RESURRECT MARIO, bobolas bonalas the riddler in training

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Bobola by Meryl Valerie for Nasty Magazine January 2023