OMG. Tried watching Dave Foley's new work last night. So, so depressing. Stay far the fuck away from it.
Here's the gist of it: His career is in the toilet. He regrets most of the decisions in his life. He's on antidepressants, can't manage to have orgasms most of the time, and pays $17,700 a month in child support despite having an income nowhere near that anymore. None of this was delivered in a humorous manner, it was just really awkward complaining. And he has a terrible dye job.
We had to turn it off.
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