"Can I go visit the sick children? I'm a comedy writer and I need material." Thank God Jackie Hoffman almost had cancer for if she hadn't we wouldn't have this sick, atrocious collection of stories and original songs about her recent hysterectomy. Yet another gay man trapped in a woman's body, Ms. Hoffman's crass, politically incorrect diatribes are candy to silly boys like me. At one point she sings a duet with her uterus which she has pulled out of a glass jar. I love this woman.