
You've seen him all over the dial, selling Oxi Clean, Kaboom, Orange Clean, and a host of products too numerous to mention. He's BILLY MAYS, America's pitchman. Got a scratch in your fender? Billy will sell you something to remove it. Wanna hang a forty pound picture? Billy's got just the product. Shower tile a little grungy? Noooooo problem...Billy's on the scene.
Mays, who's 44, is the kind of in-your-face guy that you used to find at the front door selling brushes, pills, insurance, or any other product or service that needed selling. The funny thing is, he's not nearly as annoying. We all love Billy Mays. He's an American phenomenon...the kind of guy you want to kick back and have a few beers with. "Hey, you spilled some Budweiser on your shirt. Try some Oxi Clean and we'll get that taken care of right now. More chips?"
Yeah, I love me some Billy Mays.
Now where's that Steam Buddy? The dog crapped on the floor again.
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This computer virus is driving me crazy. I'm getting more popups than the Yankee lineup. About every hour or so, I'm being asked if I want to have my browser re-directed to another page, and right now I've got help requests in on two different computer tech help sites. The trouble there is, every third person on the planet needs help too, so I'm stuck on hold--internet style.
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