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Izzard in your Gizzard
Last night we caught Eddie Izzard at the Coronet Theater, where he is appearing all week and trying out new material. While he claims to use no drugs, we want whatever pumps through his bloodstream in ours. The man of a thousand tangents took us through evolution (the original title of Darwin's book was "You're a Fucking Monkey"), bees and honey (we can't replicate his "worker bee song" here, but it's worth it), torture (couldn't we just stare at people in an odd way to get them to confess?), and how to properly use a microphone stand.
While we weren't offered Cake or Death, we would have taken either.