I love sandwiches. The way they look. The way they smell. And the way they taste.

But what I don’t like is biting into one and finding it’s just full of bellybutton-fluff and no meat…

Now hold on a sec.

Before you start turning green – lemme just put your mind at rest Moto.

I’m using an unsavory analogy here because;

The business practice I’m about to expose (with photographic evidence) makes me sick.

It’s the reason the world is messed up.

It’s the reason businesses and marketers get a bad wrap.

And it’s the reason I nearly strangled my postman at the door this morning.

Picture the scene…

The doorbell rings.

I answer it.

It’s the postman with a large parcel (big enough to contain a healthy pig).

I sign for it.

I’m not ashamed to admit – I’m like a kid at Christmas with parcels through the mail.

So I open it up right in front of him.

This is what I see (real photo);

What. The. Actual. Heck?

I was expecting something the size of a pig. Or at least a small dog.

But no.

A tripod which could have fitted in the box ten times over. With lots and lots of fluff.

It’s a fluff sandwich.

I had great expectation based on an exterior perception which was shattered to smithereens on “biting into” said item.

And the clueless “packaging monkeys of the Amazon wasteforest” are not alone.

Sadly, the fluff sandwich brigade are out to get you anyway they can.

Take Pink Floyd.

Please. Take them.

Take them as far away from me as possible.

“Dark Side of the Moon”?

Classic.

“Atom Heart Mother”?

Legendary.

Their new album “The Endless River”?

Fluff sandwich.

It’s 20-year old sweepings from the cutting room floor cynically released for aging dads just in time for Christmas.

Bah humfluff.

Exhibit #3 is the so-called coaching offered by some of the “Despicable Gru’s” in this place we call internet marketing.

Looks great. Sounds great. Then you bite into it and it’s…

Yes. You’ve guessed it.

Fluff sandwich again.

Thousands of dollars up front. No direct access to the expert. Regurgitated and out-dated training. And treating every customer like a number in the system.

Well I’ve taken a stand.

There’s a revolution happening.

An uprising against the sandwich of fluff.

Fight the fluff, comrades.

Because you can get 1-on-1 coaching direct to the money from me and my colleague John that is all meat.

In fact, I’m so confident you’ll get hooked on eating the Kobe beef steak sandwich of the internet coaching world that I’m letting you take your first bites for just $1.

That’s right.

You can come in, have your first coaching session, download everything in the members area, get direct access to me on speed-dial and start tasting online success for just $1.

Previous students have paid $5000 for this (and if you go to the homepage of the website that’s what you’ll pay).

But because you’re someone who takes action there’s a lot less risk for me in taking you on than someone who just rocks up to my homepage out of the blue.

And because of this you can get in for just $1 (instead of $5000).

So bring your appetite for wealth and enjoy the sweet taste of success, not fluff, for just $1 before this gets taken down at midnight on Sunday;

http://www.mcinsiderscircle.com/secret-one-dollar-access/

(Expires midnight Sunday because the coaching starts next week.)