Word got around that Yahweh spoke to Moses through a burning bush.
Shops dumped their golden calf inventory and stocked up on bushes.
Pretty soon, everyone was carrying around a bush, waiting for God to call them.
Some people carried around two, three, even four bushes.
The High Priests looked like walking shrubbery.
Practical jokers would wait until the High Priests were asleep, then they’d light their bushes on fire.
The screaming priests looked and sounded like some kind of strange divine intervention, but the holy mood was broken when they stopped, dropped, and rolled to put the flames out.