Ain’t that crazy? Oh, and in Canada too. Did you know they have food up there? I only found that out recently.

I was born and raised in Mobile, Alabama. I’ve had three husbands but all of them died, sadly, so they are not around any more to help me screw up the kids. I get to do it all on my own. I ran into a few problems here and there when I was growing up, as some girls tend to do. I spent some time in prison, but the good thing is I got out. My parole officer was the one that turned me on to Tupperware and I’ve been on the straight and narrow ever since. So, it’s all down to prison. Isn’t that sweet?

What’s funny is I didn’t know for two years you could use Tupperware in the kitchen – I thought it was for the bedroom. Then I saw some in my neighbour’s kitchen cupboards and thought: “Is that what that’s for?” So I took my favourite pieces out from

under the bed. The things I used to do hanging from the ceiling fan with a shot cup, a midget and a goat, I can’t even get into. It’s versatile stuff.

My show is real good fun. Everyone in the audience is given a catalogue, an order form and at the end, I wait in the lobby and people can come up and buy whatever they like.

I make as much as to $25,000 a month. I’ve done weddings, baby showers and sweet 16 parties. I know someone who wants to do a getting-out-of-prison party real soon. The biggest single party I ever did, I sold $5200 worth of stuff. The average Tupperware party in America makes $450 – I made more than 10 times that. There was 75 gals and the host was determined to make it the biggest party ever. At my ordering table everyone was yelling: “Order more, up-sell, up-sell, get more crap.”

It’s a term of endearment when I call the audience “hookers”. I mean, everyone always says “honey”, “doll” or “sweetie”, but I think it’s easier to say something that’s true. Half the people I know have done things that are untoward to Jesus.

I’m a huge fan of gingham. The dress I wear in the show was an old Fourth of July tablecloth. I cut around the gravy stains and fashioned it into a little dress for myself. Why would you throw away a perfectly good tablecloth just because there are spots on it?

I don’t know if I would pose nude for Playboy. If they asked me I would have to mull it over and, as long as the lord said it was okay, I might be inclined to do it. I think it could be fun, having all those people snapping pictures, looking at your no-no patch and getting all excited.

I’m a no-nonsense girl. I don’t beat around the bush. We live in a politically correct world and that makes me nuts. I mean, why can’t we just call something what it is? It saves time and gets everyone where they need to be much faster.

Growing up I always looked up to my momma because she was a hard worker and I didn’t have a daddy when I was raised. She was a big role model. I like people who take the bull by the balls and get things done.

I live my life as an open book. The way I see it, anything I don’t tell someone when I first meet them, well, I’m going to tell them anyway when I get drunk two hours later.

Dixie Longate is the alter ego of Los Angeles-based actor and comedian Kris Andersson. Dixie’s Tupperware Party is at Assembly at George Street, as part of the Edinburgh Festival Fringe, from August 12-31. and

Interview by Susan Swarbrick