"You Must Be Logged-In
to do That!"

Based on the shocking true story* about how one man's life
turned upside-down when he discovered something
he was never meant to see...

It was a dark and stormy night at my Mom's house...and I had just gone around and done my ritual lock-down for the night...you know, close the shades, lock the front door and give it an experimental tug, turn off any unneccesary lights (except for the one over the kitchen sink), when it happened...

The thing that would change my life as I knew it forever...

I had been staying over for the Christmas holidays, and Mom and Dad were watching TV in their bedroom...

Janine had put our kids to bed on the pull-out sofa, and I was staying up "just a little longer" at the kitchen table to do some more "business research" for my new website...

But I was really just surfing around the 'net looking for a distraction from my gloomy state of mind...

And That's When I Saw It...

The thing that was about to turn my fantasies into reality...

Thing was, I had fallen into a bit of a slump over the holidays--I had just gotten my site re-vamped and it was looking great, but I had little or no traffic these days...

In the last month, my sales had tapered-off from "promising" to "Maybe you'd better be thinking about taking back your job at Blockbuster, buster"...

Well, my wife hadn't said it in so many words, but I knew she was thinking it...

Anyways, I had just checked that the house was locked up for the night, and had settled back in front of the ol' bluescreen for a bit of surfing, a nice little bowl of microvave popcorn at hand (how do they make that stuff taste better than butter?)...

And that's when I read those fateful words...

"You Must Be Logged-in to Do That!"

Yeah, it's true...I had "somehow" slipped over into MySpace and was looking around to see if maybe one of my old high-school buddies was up on Christmas night too...

And, he was...

But boy, had he changed!...

You have to understand...see, my old buddy from high-school was a bit of a "weirdo" back then...had a blue mohawk, wore more jewelry than my sister...and he had this long, splatter painted Pontiac sedan that he drove around in back then, blasting heavy metal...

At least, that's how I remembered him...

But now, here he was, standing on a stark white MySpace page in a black suit and tie, and he'd shaved all his hair off...I started reading his page, and I couldn't believe my eyes...

This guy who'd worked as a dishwasher and worn combat boots and a dress to our high-school dance just for fun, had somehow become a Millionaire while I wasn't looking!...

I Couldn't Believe It...

How come this guy was getting rich, while I was still trying to make my rent every month?...After all, I was the one voted "Most Likely to Succeed." I was the one who'd gone to business school, while he did--well, who knows what?...

Truth was, I had no idea what he'd even been doing between our High School graduation dance and this fateful Christmas eve...so I started reading his page...

And here's what really stunned me:

We'd been doing almost exactly the same things the past two years...

• We'd both started an internet business in hopes of making it big online...
• We both had been working on our businesses for about two years...
• We both had a young family we were supporting...
• We both had simple, decent looking websites selling information products
  (in fact, mine looked somewhat better than his!)...

At first glance, we seemed to have a lot in common.
But there the similarites ended.
You see...

• He had become rich, and I had not.
• He owned a mansion, and I did not.
• When I Googled his name, it came up 50,397
• times in relation to marketing...and mine, need I say, did not.

What Did He Have That I Didn't?...

I scratched my head and pushed my popcorn bowl aside...I was going to get to the bottom of this if it took all night...

There was a soft click behind me as the dishwasher turned off in background and house became even more quiet. With no sound to distract me but the tick, tick of the clock on the mantel in the living room, I dug deeper into the story of my old friend...

I couldn't find much on his MySpace page to solve this mystery of how
he'd suddenly become a millionaire, so I started by looking up every other page I could find on him...

At first all I found were old newspaper articles talking about some races he'd won, but that was back in high school when he was captain of the cross-country team, and I remembered that myself...

Then I found some old pages about how he started a salsa company--you know, like the stuff you put on tacos--but that also lead to a dead end...

Finally, I dug up the good stuff...

Turned out, he had discovered a single secret that I hadn't...and this one simple difference had changed his life...

Funny thing was, it wasn't at all what I'd expected...

• No, he hadn't gotten a huge inheritance from his grandma...
• No, he hadn't gotten lucky in the stock market...
• And no, he wasn't doing anything illegal...

Truth was, he was simply raking in cash--day by day--because he had learned how to do something I never did...and he learned how to do it very, very, well...

In fact, he figured out how to do this one thing so well, he had created a machine that would...

do it for him in his sleep!...

Now, before I tell you what this one thing was, I want to make very sure you know that I didn't stop there...

You see, I decided right then and there that whatever it took, I wouldn't stop until I had figured out exactly how to do what he did! And so, I looked up every page that talked about how to do this one thing...

And what I discovered was, you couldn't just do it overnight...

It seemed like it took most people about 5 years to do this thing well--if they even succeeded at all--and it had taken my old friend about 2 years to get to where he was now, even though he was really good at it...

Ugh...

I felt like I had hit a brick wall.

I just didn't have the time or the patience to spend 5 or even 2 years of my life learning how to do this one thing...even if it did mean I'd get rich eventually...I was about to give up and go to bed...

And then, I found the secret button...

The one that took me to a place where his machine was--the one that allowed him to do it in his sleep, night after night, day after day, like clockwork...

He calls this machine "ListHero"-- and what it does is build a huge list of targeted traffic for him, all night and day, without him lifting a finger...

That's right: it literally builds his list and brings targeted traffic in the thousands to his websites while he sleeps...

Now, this machine took my friend a year and a half to build, from blueprint to final version...and here was the button that would take me straight to it, without all the hassle!...

Just think: I could be building my list on autopilot while I slept--in less time than it takes to watch an episode of Seinfeld...

Wow.

It didn't take much brain power to see I'd hit the perfect way to build my business back up and start making money again--starting tonight...

So, I pushed the button...