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Overwhelmed By All the Daily Deal Sites?

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There's a great new site called ChoozOn that allows you to tell them what kinds of deals to send you.

First, you tell them what kind of deals you generally look for.

Next, you select the brands that you prefer.

And finally you are given a special Choozon email as well as a list of deals that are specific to the brands and products you like.

The benefit of the Choozon email address is that you can use it to sign up for daily deal sites, and then the "spam" email can all go to that address. Choozon will sort through it and send on only the deals that you would want to see.

I can't wait to see how this changes my morning ritual of sorting through and deleting four gazillion emails from daily deal sites.

What’s the best deal you’ve ever scored?

ChoozOn wants to know and is giving away a $1000 shopping spreeto one lucky person who registers for their fantastic new deal site. Let ChoozOn scour the web for amazing deals tailored to you!

How to Enter:

1. Leave a comment sharing the best deal you’ve ever scored

2. When the contest entry box appears, complete the simple form to enter to win the $1000 shopping spree

3. You are now entered to win!

This is a sponsored conversation written by me on behalf of ChoozOn. The opinions and text are all mine. Official Contest Rules.

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