Church Of Fuckery
Is It A Cult?
Yes, we're a cult. Don't worry. We're small c, not big C. We drink coffee, not kool-aid, and we understand exactly what we are. What are we? We are the DLC, the expansion pack to all your religious or non-religious beliefs. We are the upgrade you didn't know you needed. We are the bridge, the archenstone if you will, to bring all those, no matter their religious background, together in hopes of spreading good fuckery far and wide.
It doesn't matter if you are Christian or Atheist, Wiccan or Pagan, Jewish or Muslim, a Dudeist or worship the Flying Spaghetti Monster; all are welcome to cross the bridge of Good Fuckery and have a look around. If you find our type of good fuckery is for you, you are welcome to join. If not, the door is as open to those that wish to leave as it is for those that want to join.
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I'm sure you have a lot of questions so feel free to take a look around, learn about us, and then decide for yourself if this is the place for you. Either way, may the fuckery be with you.
How it all began
It all started on April 1st, 2021 as a joke. That's right, you're beloved church began as an April Fools Joke that backfired in the best way possible. You see, Mother Nightshade has a sister, who would send her tiktoks. Being a GenX, Mama Jenn felt that a silly little kids dance app just wasn't for her. She was too old but the tiktoks kept coming. Being the prankster she was, Mama decided to have some fun. She registered on tiktok and told her sister she would become Tiktok Famous. Little did she know she was about to eat her words.
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It didn't take long for our Holy Mother of Fuckery to gain a following. How did she manage it? She just let the world see the train wreck she was and let people know it was okay to be who you were, flaws and all. A few laughs here, some daily messages there and she was dubbed the Goddess of Fuckery. She thought that was funny but she didn't take it seriously.
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Her father did though. He found out that she had gained what tiktok called followers and being a Boomer that lived through the Jim Jones era he got worried. He asked her husband "what do you mean followers? Like a cult?" Mama's hubby assured the man that it wasn't a cult and of course Mama had to tell her followers - who at this point she called her little Fuckeries.
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They said hold my beer and out Scribe of Fuckery Paul decided to make a website, the original Church of Fuckery Website. Needless to say this freaked out our leader but after rolling a nat 20 on role-ability she decided to keep going. Requests were made for commandments. She wrote them. A pantheon, she created it. Stickers, t-shirts? She made them.
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The only big issue was how to tell her father. She decided a cake was the best way because everyone loves cake. The cake must have been epic because her dad became our Father of Fuckery. He laughed and embraced the idea. I mean come on, every Jewish parent wants their child to be the next messiah. He got that! And even today, all these years later - he a proud father of fuckery and fully supports his daughter spreading the fuckery near and far.
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What started out as a joke has become a world wide phenomenon. Hundreds of thousands of followers from all background have come together to spread the good fuckery. And now it is time to take it to the next level, the Church of Fuckery is now working to become officially recognized. So hold onto your hats people, we aim to spread the good fuckery for eternity.