I'd swear on a stack of Bibles it's true.
I don't know how much our DM knows about the Farms, but he is definitely familiar with Christory.
I put thinly veiled lolcows into my games all the time. This will be a dead giveaway to anyone who might be my irl friend and might be reading this thread but if you are you're evil just like me so I don't care. My favorite is based on Wings of Redemption. I have a story for you all...
Long ago there were four mortals that ascended to godhood, murdering old gods and stealing scraps of their mantles (a story for another time). When they did the world was forced to adjust. Some of the races had to accommodate this change in cosmic power, some saw opportunity. Some races, such as the gnolls found a god beyond foul Yeenoghu and embraced the new God of Laughter (who is lawful evil and never laughs) for example. Others worshiped different ones and others still moved on finding their on path.
And then there were the Ogres...
The Ogres, who never really had a god to call their on were mad that they were forgotten in this great purge. In their wrath they screamed at the heavens at another of the new gods. The one that gets blamed for everything after the change. Kezlats, the God of Conflict.
The screamed at Kezlats "WE OGRE WE WANT GOD!"
Kezlats looked down upon them and said, "You cause much conflict let me be your god."
The ogres were angry and responded, "NO! OGRE GOD!"
Keslats, offered several other options. The new god of nature, the new god of laughter, the old gold of war and grim battle and many others. All of his suggestions were met with the same response. "NO! FUCK YOU KEZLATS! WE WANT OGRE GOD!"
Endlessly frustrated Kezlats gave up a small bit of his divine power and found a disgusting mire, then dug his divine hand into it and pulled out a gross pile of goo and tossed it into the hills where it was granted a spark of the divine. Kezlats looked down upon the ogres and bellowed, "THERE! HIS NAMES JORBIE! HE'S THE GOD OF THE OGRES! NOW FUCK OFF!"
The ogres hate Jorbie. Jorbie hates the ogres. The only way the ogres get any divine power from Jorbie is through antagonizing him and making him upset. The ogres refuse to worship any other god unless it is an elaborate ploy to piss off Jorbie. Jorbie just sits in his astral realm trying his best to use his magic scepter to manipulate battles on the prime material only to end up throwing it against a wall in anger at is ogre worshipers calling him a fat retard. Thus, the ogres found themselves in perpetual conflict with their own god. Jorbie unable to exist without the ogres fucking with him, and the ogres unable to stop fucking with him without falling into irrelevance once again.
It's just wings and the retarded people that go out of their way to fuck with him but it the group seemed to like it.