And they are: Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer and Frosty the Snowman.
They've managed to get a few days off from their Christmas duties in order to attend the festivities. And of course Rudolph will provide the air transportation. He's good at that. He'll carry Frosty in a sidecar kind of setup. It's a bit of a pain in the butt, said Rudolph; but, as he points out, "Frosty doesn't exactly have the kind of a body where he can climb onto my back and away we go."
Since Rudolph is the designated driver, he plans on not drinking any alcohol at the party. It's all for the best, according to Rudolph, since he's been charged by Santa with monitoring the behavior of the spoofers. "Those rowdy Brits are sure to keep me busy," whined Rudolph, continuing, "The length of my naughty list of spoofers is sure to exceed that of the nice ones, that's for sure."
Frosty is bringing along his corncob pipe but leaving his old silk hat at home. Contrary to expectations, he can "dance around" just fine without it. And he wants it nice and fresh for the Christmas season. He's learned his lesson. Last time he attended a spoof Christmas party, he DID wear his hat. And one of the motley crew of revelers puked right into it at the end of the evening.
"I guess we have to make allowances, they are a pack of talented writers," admitted Frosty with a sigh. He paused, then added, "I get it. That old creative genius thing. If only they didn't all have that PIG gene as well."