If you’re the type who offends easily, you are warned at the beginning of Absinthe, this show is not for you. So before you head inside that Spiegeltent, straighten out your panties, because side-splitting, equal-opportunity-offensive jokes will fly faster than the rollerskating brother-sister duo Billy and Emily England (and if you’re sitting in the front row, you know how fast that is). The Gazillionaire and his assistant Joy preside over this madhouse of acrobats, tap dancers, contortionists and balancing strongmen who bend, twist, split and defy gravity at every turn. Yes, we know Las Vegas is home to some freakishly flexible people, but to be this close to the performers is sometimes stupefying. Go in not knowing what to expect; leave slack-jawed and in awe of all the things your body can’t possibly do. And the dirty banter? Hard to trump that.