Wow. And I thought my friends were weird.

Everything anyone ever needed, they can get at Archie McPhee's. What do people do, in towns where there is no such treasurehouse?

Gerard..Hilarious! You are my favorite storyteller. Am I mistaken to conclude the chicken suit was worn by another of my favorites, Robert Fulghum?

In one blinding instant I put me, in a chicken suit, wearing a sequined bra and panties, jumping out of a cake with a telephone in my wing. Memorable.

Speaking as someone who gamboled down the parade route for San Antonio's Fiesta Parade, dressed in a foam rubber Silly Sally Strawberry costume, I can understand the impulse. This is just too good to be anything but the literal truth; thanks for the story!

I am appalled and humbled, simultaneously. And that's no mean feat.

I once frightened a library room full of homeschool children into apoplexy and/or lifelong issues of undetermined sorts when I burst into a small room wearing a full gorilla costume during a lesson on Africa. When they were screaming at the highest possible pitch, I thought I would reassure them by taking off the head of the costume and revealing (I thought) my well known face. But with mascara streaming and my hair plastered to my head with sweat, I only inspired greater heights of terror.

Only when my friends began literally screaming and yelling, "Get out! Get out!" did I know the extent of my mistake.

Shorter lesson.

Costumes rarely work.

Well, at least he didn't try to imitate the 12th imam jumping out of a well.

Will you be able to share the sermon text with us? With an introduction like that...

Truth is indeed stranger than fiction.
I must admit that I am curious about the specifics of this memorable sermon.

askmom: If they've got any sense, they go online.

Ah, friends. The reason for 4AM drives on ice.

Hey, am I going to get a bra and panties for my chicken suit?

Everything anyone ever needed, they can get at Archie McPhee's. What do people do, in towns where there is no such treasurehouse?

Spencer Gifts.

Speaking of pink gorilla suits, you might enjoy this story.

I'm trying, without success, to figure out what the topic of the sermon might have been. Obviously something connected with the 50th anniversary of the church, but I'm at a loss after that. Please share the text if you can get it.

Spencer Gifts.

Maybe...but can you get a genuine Devil Ducky there?

Now there's an idea for Obama's inauguration. What will pop out of the cake?

There will be no Obama inauguration. If elected, he will have himself crowned. If defeated, he will incite his loyal hordes of "world citizens" to overthrow the U.S. so he can be crowned anyway.

He can simply make a few alterations to the Presidential Seal and the Coronation Columns of Denver and he'll be all set. I'm sure the storehouses at Castle Huffpo have a suitable tiara.

Heheheheheh! Had to go over to Fulghum's site to see if he had mentioned that. Had to be him. No-one else in the whole world would do that.

Best*Book*Title*Ever

"It Was On Fire When I Lay Down On It"

Of course, the same Mr. Fulghum.

I never cared for the Rev's book "Everything you need to know..., it was held as a revelation rivaling the ten commandments by the Seattle progs when it was published. But anybody who will jump out of a cake, in a church, wearing a chicken suit with sequined bra and panties is aces in my book.

What a friend we have.

N. Jesus

Yeh, but I bet they got you a dozen eggs for "gas" money.

This is my favorite "story." Actually, I know someone who might have pulled this off. Great pick-me-up for a dreary morning.

"Maybe, but these are Unitarians."
Would you be surprised that I had guessed this before I reached this point?

My uncle Letsgo Lozko, he woulda been proud. The part about the chicken suit that is.

This says more about the state of the people in churches today than anything. How do we start a spiritual fire that is necessary to turn this ship of fools around! WAKE UP AMERICA