Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for July 31, 2004
Sam (on phone): Daddy, mommy says I have to go to bed, so here's a kiss for yoru big nose *smack* and one for your hurt leg *smack*! B.D.: Thanks, sweetheart. Good night. Sam: By the way, you look very handsome with your helmet off! 'Bye! B.D.: Oh, yeah... my helmet... What the hell was that all about?