If Matt LeBlanc got a joint for every time someone said to him “Joey, How you doin’?“, he’d never leave the passenger seat. And he wouldn’t be mad at you for calling him Joey. The Mirror’s 3am found this out the hard way when they called Matt by his Friends name without bearing good shit gifts. They ran into Matt at a fashion week party in London on Tuesday night and the conversation went like this:
3am: “You all right, Joey? How YOU do-in?”
Matt: “I’m not Joey. Don’t you dare call me Joey. The papers say I’m finished, so don’t call me fucking Joey. I want to leave that all behind. I’m moving on.”
3am: “OK, Joey, if that’s how you feel. But what are you doing? Let’s be honest, Joey, that’s who everyone knows you as.”
Matt: “I’m not Joey. For the last time. I’m not fucking Joey. It’s Matt. Matt LeBlanc. Joey’s in the past. I’m trying to do something new.”
3am: “Like what, Joey?”
Matt: “I’m gonna do comedy. Working with the Friends producers to do comedy in England. And it’s got nothing to do with Joey before you ask.”
It’s more serious than I thought! Bitch shook his angry fist so hard that it turned him into a character in a Gloria Swanson movie. “THE PAPERS SAY I’M FINISHED!“? And then he threw his mink stole over his other shoulder, put his hand on his forehead, arched his back and jazz walked off stage.
Who the hell does Joey, I mean Matt, think he is? Norma Fucking Desmond? Dramatic ass queen. The next time Matt says something like that he better put on a turban and grab a dead monkey first.
Speaking of monkeys, where the hell is Ed, because Matt needs a hug. Although, seeing Ed might make Joey Desmond even more mad.