How do four moms busy with careers and family find the time and energy to keep up with the demands of a successful stage show?  We’ve denied it since the beginning but in light of what’s happened with Lance Armstrong, and by that I mean tons of publicity, we decided to finally address the rumours and admit that we do use performance enhancing drugs.  Time and again reviewers laud our performances as, well, the best in the world because, well, they are.  I don’t mind stating that we are each skilled and talented performers in our own right, but with the aid of those performancey drugs that we get at the theatre pharmacy, we’re over the top brilliant scary funny.  There’s migraine medication, the occassional sleeping pill and Nicorets to name a few.  But none can hold a candle to our drug of choice, it’s street name is ”Advil”.  It’s shockingly easy to come by and Advil doping is pretty well out of control inside the van. So now that we’ve come out with it we’d be happy to book Oprah and go into further detail.  Any detail you want, Oprah, we’ll oblige.  Or Ellen.  Or Piers.  Or, closer to home, George Strombolopolous or Jian Ghomeshi or Ben Mulroney or a high school paper, anyone??  ’cause here’s the thing, even though thousands upon thousands of women and men spend their hard earned money to come out and see us and then take the time to tell us they’ve never laughed so hard and that they can’t wait to see us again…trying to get media interested in 4 middle aged women is harder than winning the Tour de France.