Answer: DRUUUUUUNK! Here we have Matt LeBlanc leaving a club in London early this morning looking the same way I looked after I watched Ed in its entirety. BROKE OFF, DOZED OFF.
Matt is starting to resemble a recently fired mid-level banker who lies to his family about going to work and instead spends his days sipping Jacob’s Well from a paper bag in the backseat of his late model Buick parked behind a shuttered supermarket….but I still would. Blame it on the silver fox lounging on top of his head.