That whole film fits my vision of touring the Hershey factory while on a bad acid trip...
Oh, gosh, Hershey Park. Actually I have a funny story about Hershey Park (well, I find it funny). My son was about three years old and having a good time. A huge Hershey kiss (some person in a silver, hershey kiss costume) walks up to him and tries to give him a hug. All of a sudden, you see these little arms just a ‘swinging at that Hershey kiss. Poor kid was fighting for his life! The Hershey kiss tried to back off.. but no, more little guy swings! We had to pull him off the hershey kiss. My husband apologized to the “person in the suit”. I was laughing so hard that I couldn’t breathe. He switched from hershey kisses as his favorite candy to peppermint patties that very day.