Good Emily Stimpson has jumped on today's liturgical dance bandwagon. My story might beat her's. This is up there with the Circus Mass and the infamous blue stone toad. It has to do with my old parish in Alexandria, VA, though it happened long before my time. On Easter Sunday the pastor, dressed in a bunny suit, drove a VW Beetle up the isle and came out of the sun roof to begin Mass. I couldn't find any info on the net about this but maybe some of our readers can dig it up? John was out west and mentioned the name of the parish to a local priest. His face lit up and he said, "Oh yeah! That's where the pastor jumped out of a beetle in a bunny suit, right?"
Who is going to start on the book about the worst post-Vatican II liturgical abuses?
