Times melt together. There were lights but I puzzled as to whether they were of the Christmas variety. Santa appeared, a reassuring spectacle, but then a huge bunny catapulted through scattering candy eggs, a Pilgrim fired a musket and a turkey cartwheeled, shrieking. Goofy, Minnie, and Mickey entered in all the descending smoke, singing Auld Lang Syne. At that point I just wanted a nap, but Santa blocked the exit and he and the Easter bunny grabbed me, with, shortly, Mickey and Minnie getting my pants down. Then Goofy sneered “You're gonna get the holiday spirit one way or the other!”
Others have loved Goofy but I did not. And I do believe the others became ashamed, hysterically laughing and punching each other to cover it.