Barry Friedman, a veteran of 30 years on the comedy road, delivers another punchline on standup. Filled with garden-variety kleptomaniacs, large, rum-drinking Bahamians, bitter, glorious, troubled, and sex-addicted women with ankle monitors, loquacious drug addicts, first-time Vegas lesbians, and tall, neurotic Jews in sweaters—and these are the sane people—The Joke Was On Me is the story, his story, of laughs and love and almost fame. It’s all true—as much as comedy will allow anyway.