Bitch. You taught him how to fucking roll over and press a horn along to the name of colors.
- AND OH MY GOD. THEY’RE DANCING.
NO. STOP IT GOOFY. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!
THERE’S SPARKLES COMING OUT OF THEIR HEATER-THING.
WHAT IS GOING ON?!
SHUT UP PLUTO! YOU CANNOT SING!
How does Goofy’s hat always end up back on his head though. That’s some skillz right there.