Margaret Cho Was One Hilarious Ho at the Fillmore Miami Beach
"Who knew a voice like that could come out of a face like this?" she joked after a cheeky country twanger called "I'm Sorry" inspired by an old crush...who ended up murdering his wife. Other delightful ditties included a rap-battle about the cleanliness of pusses (and I'm not talking about the kind who wear boots) and an acoustic ode to dick topped by a cameo by the Gay Men's Chorus of South Florida at the end of the show.
And although the songs were scrumptious side dishes of comedy, the real meat of her show was the straight stand-up. This included bits about old poop sitting idle in your bowels and merging with new poop, American Idol contestants chugging olive oil, hatred towards online sites that solicit more money from you half way through a porn ("I can get off on a thumbnail"), and provoking commentary about self-lubricating assholes. "Are they like self-cleaning ovens?" the comedienne pondered.
No, Margaret Cho, you hilarious ho. No. They're. Not.