"This may be a somewhat empty gesture, but I have filed legal papers for divorce. I want you to know that I expect nothing from you in terms of money, property, or personal contact."

The man doesn't have to repeat it's a DREAM. He's already made that quite clear. M'Lady isn't going to take a 50% split of all combined marital assets, a regular slice of his paycheck, and chunk out of his pension as well? Dream on.

It sounds like the dream every divorced man has while stocking shelves at K-Mart to make his monthly alimony payment. That's before he goes to his third job delivering pizzas or Chinese take-out so he can make those child-support payments as well.

True, some guys do get that lucky and the "dream" happens. Most aren't.

Fun Fact: I tip extra if you leave the ID badge from your day job hanging from your belt when you show up with my Double-Pepperoni Deluxe.

Yeah, you've made it abundantly clear in the past that this is a hot button for you.

Ummm... I'm getting a 502 on that.

'S okay. I know what you're talking about. I won't mention it again. But I'll tell you something, Eric. I've seen guys like that. The look on their faces is one of the most frightening things out there. It's the look you see in pictures of concentration camp victims, the ones who looked at the camera knowing full well they're not going to make it.

Awhile back you came up with an idea for a punishment in Hell based on trying to fold fitted bedsheets. It was funny, but you made a very perceptive point about Hell: the horror of trying to complete an endless task that never ends and only gets worse.

From what I've seen, there's millions of guys out there living through that every day. There might be a Hell waiting for them after they're dead, but one thing's for sure. They're getting a real taste of it, right here.