When Mr. And Mrs. Porker go to sleep on Christmas eve, their piglet stays up to see Santa Claus. What he sees is the Wolf, whom he proceeds to torment. This is a Tex Avery cartoon, after all.
It's another variation on the sort of cartoon in which Avery piles gag upon gag, until he runs out of time, because cartoons last that wrong. Avery had learned how to fill up the scenes with a variety of gags, including breaking the fourth wall, that would not get past the censors in today's kid-friendly environment in which children must not see anything that might ever frighten the most psychotic of dweebs. This state of affairs would have astonished contemporary animation people, when Disney might shoot Bambi's mother or Avery might pull a wooden mallet out of nowhere to pound on the wolf. Because none of it is real. This was something I understood as a small child, even though the thought seems to confuse modern adults.
It's another variation on the sort of cartoon in which Avery piles gag upon gag, until he runs out of time, because cartoons last that wrong. Avery had learned how to fill up the scenes with a variety of gags, including breaking the fourth wall, that would not get past the censors in today's kid-friendly environment in which children must not see anything that might ever frighten the most psychotic of dweebs. This state of affairs would have astonished contemporary animation people, when Disney might shoot Bambi's mother or Avery might pull a wooden mallet out of nowhere to pound on the wolf. Because none of it is real. This was something I understood as a small child, even though the thought seems to confuse modern adults.