Review of Jeff Foxworthy: The Good Old Days

You know that one old guy who always tells the same corny jokes at every gathering and draws them out longer and longer every year? That's what Jeff reminds me of here. He starts off by saying his wife is a visual interpreter, or something made up, and then proceeds to mimic the characteristics of someone with undiagnosed adhd - for 2 very long minutes - (or someone on meth). In fairness, most people over 50 don't realize that's an illness and has a treatment - my mother was like that and, trust me, there's nothing funny about it. If you make it past that horrible experience, you might enjoy some of the Remember Whens (if you're over 60) but it's just not funny. Some of them are mildly amusing but then he beats them like a dead horse. You definitly need to be in your 60s (raises hand) to even understand some of the humor now that we're in the age of me too and cancel culture. I didn't finish it but I did get 30 min in, thus the 3 stars giving the benefit of doubt for the parts I declined.