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Her father taught her how to swear when she was a toddler. Today, at 39, she's still swearing—until recently, she wrote, produced, and starred in The Sarah Silverman Program (Comedy Central), in which her character becomes engaged to her dog, has a one-night stand with God, and sues Mongolia for rape. Her latest book The Bedwetter: Stories of Courage, Redemption, and Pee made the NY Times bestseller list. We stopped laughing long enough to write 71 appreciative words (if bed-wetting counts as one word):
What do you get when you cross Lenny Bruce with Gidget? You get a seriously funny, profane, lacerating, and disturbingly earnest creature who can persuade nearly everyone's nana to vote for Barack Obama ("His brisket is beyond"), talk movingly about bed-wetting (her own), and convince Matt Damon to—well—you know. In other words: You get Sarah Silverman, whose electrifying comedy buzzes and sparks with the thrill of saying the unsayable.