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few weeks before my wedding, my dad and I decided to have one last father-son “male-bonding” excursion before the big event.  We didn’t go camping or fishing or do any of that manly outdoor stuff. We did something every red-blooded American wants to do once in his or her lifetime – go to L.A. and try to get on “The Price Is Right!”

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