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Remember my fabulous birthday gift to my husband this year?

The chance for him to live his dream of attending the taping of an Antique Roadshow?

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Well, the bastards didn’t choose our entry.

My husband won’t be able to stand in line for hours clutching his beloved treasures. He won’t be able to meet the Keno brothers, or chat up Kevin Zavian. Even though I sent in our form the day after they announced, even though my husband is their number one fan.

Damn them.

My guy is inconsolable.

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