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"Prove
it," he said.

"OK, I
will," I told him, "only
this time I'm not gonna do it for free. This time you're going to have
to pay."

You see, because we are friends, I've never
charged Joe for me speaking at one of his boot camps or letting him
interview me or anything like that. But this time, it's going to be
different... because... you know what you do if you suddenly find out
you're an old man, you don't have a wife or girlfriend... and... God
has just given you an endless supply of Viagra? I'll tell you what you
do if you've got at least half a brain...

You Go To Rio!

That's what I'm gonna do and I'm going to sucker
Joe into paying for my entire trip.

Here's the deal: I don't know if you are signed
up for Joe's next boot camp or not but, you better be because here's
what I'm going to do. I'm going to be at the boot camp. I'm going on
last. In other words, I'm going to be the last speaker. By that time,
you will have heard everything Joe has to tell you. You'll have all
the handouts and all the free goodies that come with the boot camp.
You will have heard all the other speakers.

Then, I'm going to take the mike and I'm going to
teach you a few things you've never heard before. I'm going to reveal
money-making secrets Joe Polish has never dreamed about.

He doesn't even have a clue.

And, when I'm finished, if I have made good on
all this bragging, there's only thing I want you and all the other
boot camp attendees to do. I want you to stand up, applaud, stomp your
feet and start chanting:

"Rio! Rio!
Rio! Rio! Rio!"

And that's when Joe will know he has lost the bet
and my trip to "Heaven For
Elderly Men With Viagra" will be at his expense!

What if I fail? I won't... but... if I do... I
will literally crawl out of the room on my hands and knees with my
head bowed in shame and I will give Joe all the Viagra I've got left.