The only explaination for Heathcliff's ability to send a bowl of food flying with enough force to break Mr. Nutmeg's ankles despite hitting him in the head, using only a tennis racket, besides a lack of basic anatomical knowledge on the part of the artist?
Steroids.
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does that kid ever take his hands out of his pockets?
maybe heathcliff is actually a super-powered robot which the boy remote controls from a console in his pants.
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