Yes, I do! I want to be John Oliver!
Sure, my husband would be horrified to wake up to John Oliver’s cheek resting on the pillow next to his. But he’d be laughing the whole time — plus he’d be continually totally amaaaaaazed by my spot on intelligence!
This first clip is catnip to get you to the one that follows. That one covers a subject dear to my former-journalist heart.
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