There Was Certainly A Point During My Clown Mass When I Thought, “What The Hell Am I Doing?”

May 23, 2013 by  
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Tuscan, AZ–Pastor of St. Genesius Catholic Church in Tuscan, Arizona Fr. Edmond Harrington confirmed to reporters this afternoon that at one point during his first Clown Mass, he looked at his oversized checkered shoes and thought to himself, “Edmond Reginold Harrington, what the hell are you doing?” “I mean don’t get me wrong, I don’t feel a shred of guilt about it or anything,” Harrington told the press as he brushed away a lock of bright red hair from his painted face, “but I mean…who could deny how freaking weird the whole thing was. As a kid I never imagined myself saying a Mass. I also never imagined myself exerting so much time and effort trying to pick up a host off an altar with oversized white gloves. Definitely harder than it looks.” Harrington went on to say that there was another point just moments after he had said the words of consecration and had raised the host when he just paused there a minute, gazing, “not in adoration, but in absolute disbelief” of what the hell he was doing. One deacon said that he knew the Mass was going to be a touch unusual after Harrington handed him a rubber chicken, and asked him to slap him in the face with it some time during the homily. Harrington told Eye of the Tiber that he had gotten frustrated during the dismissal, after having spent a good minute trying to maneuver his plastic red nose so that he could kiss the altar. “It was humiliating,” he said, before smacking himself in the face with a pie.