- I blame my mother for my poor sex life. All she told me was, “The man goes on top and the woman underneath.” For three years, my husband and I slept in bunk beds.
- I have no sex appeal. If my husband didn’t toss and turn, we’d never have had the kid.
- My husband killed himself. And it was my fault. We were making love and I took the bag off my head.
It really seemed like Joan Rivers would live forever.
She was brave, crude, mean, honest and hilarious.
Thank you, Joan, for all of it.