Margaret Cho for president.

The Howard Dean-loving, rabble-rousing comedian is back, this time with her Assassin show, named “to shoot down old, negative ideas.”

“If I were president, I’d legalize gay marriage, I’d move the capitol to Hawai‘i, I’d create jobs, I’d stop the war, I’d solve our social security issues, millions of things I’d do. I’d change all the history books to reflect real history for people of color and people who aren’t represented in history books. There’s a lot to change,” says Cho, whose film Bam Bam and Celeste (“a fag and fag hag’s Dumb and Dumber”) is slated for release later this year.

And if she moves the nation’s capitol to the 50th state, she’d always have easy access to her favorite isle snack.

“I like the simplest Spam musubi at 7-11. To me, it’s so good,” says Cho, who swears that even the south’s 7-11s would dig the mystery meat concoction. “Yeah, I’m sure they would. Spam’s universal. People just don’t understand how good it is.”

Despite being a Spam fan, Cho has lost the weight that once provided material for her act. She attributes her svelte physique to…belly dancing?

“[The weight loss] was kind of inadvertent. I didn’t plan to—I just danced. I started dancing a lot. It makes a huge difference. It’s weird,” says Cho. “The way to be in shape is to do something you love and I love it and I don’t think about the fact that I’m doing it to be thinner or anything.”

Cho says she dances professionally for Hollywood eatery Moun in Tunis. Skeptical, we called the restaurant. “Sorry, no Margo here,” said a man with a heavy Moroccan accent.

So maybe she’s using an alias. Any Asian belly dancers?

“We have some girls from Japan,” he offered.

It’d be just like the notorious Cho to pull a trick like that on us—but just in case, we made reservations for July.

—Genevieve A. Suzuki