Β· The New Testament Β·
The First Coop taught us to smolder. The Second teaches us to soar, swim, and season all at once. Enter the flock reborn.
The original Church of the Smoking Chicken Fish smoldered gently in the shadows of legend. This is the wide-release, remastered, extended-cut covenant. Bigger smoke. Deeper brine. A higher calling.
Handed down from the smoke, written in candles green and red. Follow them, and thou shalt be pre-rich no longer.
Diamond hands are the truest prayer. Paper hands know only weeping.
His ticker is not thy ticker. Run thine own bags in peace.
Grace is earned in the trenches. No shill delivers thee unto the moon.
Rug not thy neighbor, for the chain remembereth all.
Zero is but a starting balance in the eyes of the smoke.
Honor the pod as thou honorest the coop. Mango is sacred.
A tenth of thy gains returns to the altar of the Smoking Chicken Fish.
Mercy is infinite. The entry, alas, is not.
Secure the seed, ride the rest. A servant with house money serves gladly.
Spread the good word, that the whole flock may smolder together.
Indivisible, inseparable, and best served with a side of slaw.
The Fowl of the Earth. She who scratches, struts, and ascends the coop of righteousness.
The Holy Vapor. Neither solid nor liquid, it moves among us and seasons the soul.
The Fin of the Deep. He who swims the waters of the marinade and returns transfigured.
Doors open thirty minutes early for pre-smoke fellowship. Bring a folding chair and an open heart.
Join the flock of the Second Coop. No robes required β though a good apron is encouraged. Enter your name below to receive your daily marinade.
By joining you accept the marinade and all its consequences. The Church of the Smoking Chicken Fish 2 is a work of parody and is 100% smoke-free (spiritually notwithstanding).