Joan Rivers often asks, “Can we talk?” The septuagenarian comedienne requests permission to blab uncensored about plastic surgery, her daughter Melissa, the latest scandal, and — most often, in self-deprecation — about her own miserable sex life and drooping body parts. On stage, she’s more vicious, potty-mouthed and hilarious than she is on television.
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