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My Love Life Is Like A Piece Of Swiss Cheese; Most Of It's Missing, And What's There Stinks.

Because I'm The Only Performer Who Comes Out And Says I've Had Plastic Surgery, I've Become The Plastic Surgery Poster Girl, Which Is Hilarious, Because Everybody Has Done It And They All Deny It. They Stand There, Like The Bride Of Frankenstein, They've All Got Stitches, And They All Say, 'i've Done Nothing.' I Talk About It.

I Can't Wear Yellow Anymore. It's Too Matchy-matchy With My Catheter.

Want To Know Why Women Don't Blink During Foreplay? Not Enough Time.

Happiness, At My Age, Is Breathing