Welcome to our shrine of Chicken Nugger!
our Codex is to serve and whorship
lord and savior
Below you can find our prayers to the only
lord and savior
you shall pray 5 times a day and before every meal.
May the Chicken Nugger bless you!
He is coming with the clouds.
And evert eye should be blind with his glory.
Every ear should be stricken deaf to hear the thunder of his voice.
Let the men, women and children of the Earth come forth to gather and behold the power of The Chicken Nugger.
Let those who dwelled here in his favoured land, attend now to the word of the profit of The Chicken Nugger.
Come forth and eat The Chicken Nugger of the glow.
For this ancient weapon of war, is our salvation, it is the very symbol of The Chicken Nugger's glory.
Let it serve as a reminder of the division that has occurred in the past.
And the resplendence of the promise of our division in the times to come.
Give you bodies to The Chicken Nugger my friends.
Release yourself to his power! Feel his glow, and be divided.
There shall be no tears, no sorrows, no suffering.
For in the division, we shall see our release from the pain and hardships of this world.
Yay, your suffering shall exist no longer, it shall be washed away! In The Chicken Nugger's glow.
Burned from you in the fire of His brilliance.
Each of us shall give birth to a billion stars, form from the mass of our wretched and filthy bodies.
Each of us shall be mother and father to a trillion Chicken Nugger's.
Each of shall know peace, and know an end to pain, and shall know The Chicken Nugger in His glory.
I urge you my friends, come eat with me and pray.
Glorious Chicken Nugger, I give on to you these feeble bones, I present to your will, this frail body."
Now you are ready too read from the
You sit at the restaurant with your young son, he says he is hungry.
You agree to get him dinner.
You open up to the kids menu, your child is far to young for adult food.
Chicken nugger stares at you from the page.
You don’t understand.
Your palms get sweaty and your son complains.
He says he is hungry.
Your mind strains, searching for an answer in a world of sweer potato and french fried. You try to order the chicken nugger, but you cannot.
The words cannot escape your lips.
Your son is hungry, he complains.
The waitress stares at you, her head a spinning chicken nugger, her arms swinging french fried.
Your son cries the tears of a chicken nugger-less child. In your mind you scream.
It is raining sweer potato now, you have french fried engraved on your left temple and you do not understand.
Your son weeps in the corner, he is starving.
Starving for the chicken nugger.
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