Heathcliff, under the impression that it's still Halloween, dresses up as a zombie football player and goes door to door. Sadly, he knocks on the door of some nutjob who happens to tote a Bible from his couch to his door. The cult leader takes this opportunity to lecture our hero, who stands steadfast in the hopes that he might end up with a full size Snicker, or at the very least, a glass of Kool Aid. Pathetically out of touch with reality, the fundamentalist mistakes Heathcliff for the kicker, and alludes to the fact that he needs forgiveness, even though he's a cat, and even though he has done no apparent harm to anything.

And honestly, since when does "field goal" get a hyphen?