James reflects on the incredible career of tonight’s guest Ray Romano, then workshops a joke in real time with Ian Karmel. A majority of Americans don’t want Biden or Trump to run for President again, but according to Nick Bernstein, there may just be a shortage of options. And a meat stick lipstick you have to see to believe.
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