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I Live In A Kind Of Gay Bubble. I Live In A Gay House, I Drive A Gay Car. I Eat Gay Food

A Lot Of Gay Men Have A Lot Of Sex. That's What We Do. But I've Stopped All That-the Revolving Door Into My Bedroom. Promiscuity. That Was Of Its Day, Really.

It Was All About Wanting To Get Revenge. Pathetic, Really, But It Still Is The Motivation.

I Knew That This Was What I Wanted To Talk About On Stage. There Was No Point Being Coy About It, Or Pretending That I Wasn't Gay. That Was The Substance Of My Whole Act. If You Took That Away, There Would Be Nothing Left

I Get Just As Much Of A Thrill Out Of Constructing A Good Sentence That Gets A Laugh At The End As I Do From A Joke