Gives ironic new meaning to the phrase "Manhattan carriage trade."
You made it through "The Vagina Monologues." Now five more women describe all the other body parts.
Boasts an unusually well-sung rendition of Frank Loesser's brilliant score.
Rolling in with a tank's implacability yet also a measure of feline grace.
Bowdlerized and sanitized for your protection.
Julie Marie Myatt sagely realizes civilians can often lug around their own hurt lockers as well.
For all its campily ghoulish trappings, the material is familiar and sometimes downright stale.
No matter how pungent the ingredients, they resist rising.