Les isn’t lying: he really is not “very good at this sort of thing”. In panel 2, look at how his sausagelike fingers are clutching Cayla by the scruff of the neck. I’m surprised Les’ glasses aren’t knocked askew as they kiss. And the phrase “I love you”, even when he’s saying it himself, still causes his eyebrows to arch skyward.
It's Not Me, It's You
John
June 13, 2011 at 11:13 am…I get the sinking feeling that the rest of this week and possibly the next will be spent having everyone Les wronged and neglected coming up to kiss his feet and beg his forgiveness, because, of course, it was all THEIR fault for not realizing how sensitive and pure the Wise Author is.
Then let the foot-kissing begin. Les’ response to Cayla’s completely unnecessary apology is not “You have nothing to be sorry about. I’m a jerk.”Rather, it’s “I’m sorry too” because he let her walk away.
The only thing more appalling than this turn of events is Cayla’s hideous silhouette in panel 1. TB has turned her into a wizened gypsy/pirate/Comanche warrior.
"Don't" Rag
Les finally mans up and calls Cayla to try and salvage their relationship. Cayla, meanwhile, figures that if her dreads weren’t enough to entice Les, well, just wait ’til he sees her with a cancer shmatte on her head!
"Watch" This
The high school flashback arc comes full circle, back to Les’ main crush, Kelly. Good luck striking up a “casual” conversation with her, Les, after she’s already seen her name written obsessively all over your notebook.
Rap-porch-ment
Funky arrives at Moore Manor to find Les sitting on the porch swing in that peculiar splay-legged position of his.
“Hey.” (Douchebag.)
“Hey.” (Tubby)
“I screwed up.” (Get over yourself, you thin-skinned poseur…)
(Nah, buddy, I deserved it. Besides, what’s a little good-natured ball-busting between old friends?.) “Yes you did”
(I’m afraid my obese ass will break your porch swing, so I better just stand.) “Can I sit?”
“Sit.” (Kneel!)
“So tell me about it.” (Get over yourself, you thin-skinned poseur…)
Son of Stuck Funky 
