I'm gonna repost this, because I can't remember how comments to comments work.

I think Bunny Rabbit would do the sermons.

And I would also be creeped out by something from someone I "didn't know" that way. But then, my Disney movie songs album creeped me out when I heard the song from Bambi where his mother dies.

You know, banishing that record from my house is one of very few memories of my chicken pox.