The price was almost right on Friday’s mind-blowing episode of The Price is Right.
During the Showcase Showdown host Drew Carey was left shocked to the core when one of the contestants bid so close to the actual value of the prize that Carey called it the “best Showcase bid in the history of the show.”
Patrice Masse from Grande Prairie, Alberta, Canada, played the game and made it all the way to the Showcase Showdown. He placed a $39,500 bid on a prize package that featured a trip to Miami and a new car.
When the time came to reveal the actual value of the prize package, Carey was left speechless.
“So, let me tell ya…” he began, as the crowd and Masse anxiously awaited the results.
“Thirty-nine thousand, five-oh-one.”
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Masse’s bid was within $1, meaning he won both prize packages.
According to the current rules, any contestant who comes within $250 without going over wins both showcases. Masse’s incredible guess made him one of the show’s rare Double Showcase Winners.
Congratulations, Patrice! What an awesome win. That will for sure go down as one of the best wins in the history of game shows.
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My husband threw all my paintings away. I decided to give him a real lesson now
When I discovered Tim had thrown away my paintings, it felt like a piece of my soul had been ripped away. Each stroke of paint, each color combination, each image on the canvas represented hours of joy, frustration, and fulfillment. But to him, they were nothing but “junk.”
A Moment of Realization
That evening, exhausted from work, I decided to revisit an old painting that I believed had more potential. The idea of reworking it filled me with a rare excitement. However, my anticipation turned to horror when I descended into the basement, only to find it empty. The walls were bare, the shelves clean, and my paintings—gone. I stood there in shock, a cold sense of loss washing over me. How could he do this? How could he erase a part of my life so carelessly?
Confrontation and Anger
I stormed upstairs, fury bubbling inside me. There he was, lounging on the couch, engrossed in a football game, a bag of chips in hand. “Tim! Where are my f***ing paintings?” I demanded, my voice shaking with rage.
He glanced at me nonchalantly and said, “Oh, honey, relax. You should be thanking me for taking out that junk.”
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His dismissive attitude was the final straw. I exploded in anger, yelling at him, but he remained unbothered, barely acknowledging my distress. It was clear he didn’t understand or care about the pain he’d caused.
The Plan for Revenge
As I stood there, seething, a plan began to form in my mind. If he could so casually discard something that meant so much to me, then he deserved a taste of his own medicine. I decided to retaliate in a way that would hit him where it hurt the most.
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The next day, I waited until Tim left for work. Fueled by a sense of righteous indignation, I methodically gathered all his cherished belongings—his prized football memorabilia, his vintage record collection, even his favorite recliner. I loaded everything into the back of my car and drove to the nearest charity shop. Watching the workers unload his precious items, I felt a twisted sense of satisfaction. Let’s see how he likes it, I thought.
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