Chelsea Handler: Uganda Be Kidding Me

She has a way of setting a joke up and then fooling us into thinking she’s made her point, only to add a killer punch line, almost as if she’s lost interest in the story but throws in the punch line anyway.

With her winning combo of nonchalance and pluck, Handler comes across as a perverted best friend confessing last night's drunken antics. The routine is shamelessly vulgar, but the profanity is judiciously placed.