I'm not always in that good with middle-aged heterosexual men.

I have what I call A-list moments, but believe me, I'm still on the D-list.

I have to tell you, though, the sexism in late night talk is so profound.

My act is based on my life.

I prefer big Oprah. I know Oprah wants to be skinny Oprah, but her head is too gigantic to fit on a skinny body. She has to accept that, like Kirstie Alley, she was meant to be... ahm... voluptuous!

I actually have to pick and chose stuff that I know I'm going to bomb at.

I have no limits, no filter, no class, no poise. No decorum. Just fun.