He couldn't sell life insurance but he's really good blocking me from selling it. Writing an app yesterday when Chuck Liddell walks in from tanning himself on the back porch. "What are you signing up for?" he says. I introduce myself and he looks like he's going to kick my ass. "I KNEW WHAT YOU WERE UP TO THE MINUTE YOU WALKED IN". I asked him to explain what I was "up to"? "DON'T YOU SIGN ANYTHING, MOM!" FOR $80 PER MONTH YOU COULD GET $500,000 OF LIFE INSURANCE".... Mom replied, "I can't afford $80 per month". Then he claims that she could get $50k for $30/month. He could set it up with ONE PHONE CALL to his Primerica Hero Mr. so and so. She was rolling her eyes and whispered to me "Can you call me later"? (He's still yelling at me from across the room). Glad I wasn't in the mood to mess with him because I think I recognized some prison tats on that dude. And my teeth are fine right where they are.