Goofy was a pillow. He was soft enough to cry on but hard enough to hit someone with, and he was definitely big enough to absorb any retaliating hits and laughing shrieks sent his way without so much as a wince.
Goofy was everyone's best friend, and a secret-keeper for no small amount of people. He was always understanding, even if he never said anything ("a hug is worth ten thousand words," as his late wife used to say).
Goofy was frayed and stained yellow and brown with old tears and broken hearts, but he's still the same ol' Goof.