Jimmy Kimmel Makes Stunning Confession, May Be Quitting TV For Good

As Jimmy Kimmel gears up for his fourth round of hosting the Academy Awards, he’s dropping hints that his role as the face of “Jimmy Kimmel Live!” might be reaching its twilight.

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Speaking exclusively to the Los Angeles Times, the 56-year-old talk show maestro revealed that the current contract he’s under could potentially be his swan song. “I think this is my final contract,” Kimmel disclosed candidly, anticipating the skepticism his statement might evoke. “I hate to even mention it because everyone’s laughing at me now — each time I think that, and then it turns out to not be the case.”Celebrating the 21st anniversary of “Jimmy Kimmel Live!” has prompted introspection for Kimmel. Despite the milestone, he views the remaining two-plus years on his current contract as a satisfactory duration. “I still have a little more than two years left on my contract, and that seems pretty good,” he resounded. “That seems like

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