I've said before that of all the Leftover Soup characters, Jamie is the most based on me. This strip, right here, is a perfect example of that. I promise you, I promise you, I am this dumb (or, at any rate, I would have been at the age of 22, which is how old Jamie is in Leftover Soup continuity).

When I was 22, not only is this what would have probably come out of my mouth in a moment of panic, but, like Jamie, I would subsequently be under the impression that the woman who earnestly believes I'm a crazy racist murderer and was willing to use blatant entrapment just to prolong the amount of time I'm in police custody and who has every reason to believe that I've just hurt her sister could possibly give a single hot polyunsaturated fuck whether or not I think she's pretty.