A two-panel black-and-white Heathcliff comic: Panel 1: Grandpa Nutmeg is sitting in his car, looking concerned as an angry police officer yells at him. A police motorcycle is parked off to the side. Nearby, Heathcliff is crouched by the officer's tire, with a devious look on his face. On Heathcliff’s shoulder sits his shoulder devil, holding a tiny pitchfork and grinning mischievously. In front of him, on the ground, his shoulder angel desperately pleads with him saying, "Oh no, Heathcliff!... Don’t let the air out of his tires!" Panel 2: The angel conscience is blown away by the force of the air escaping from the tire, having a shocked look on his face.
1980-05-27 - he'll have to call aCab after this one