You know, this type of thing would never happen to Billy Mays. As
long as his mouth was open at all and he could use his " HI FOLKS, I'M
BILLY MAYS! " at 5,000 decibels, this would have quite differently.
I am imagining a hugely smiling, gleeful face with an over blackened
head of hair and beard grinning over her sobbing form while flashing
his scary white teeth. She would gladly turn herself into the cops,
probably with a purse full of
Big City Slider Station,
The Ding King,
Various car washing products
All manner of kitchen prep tools
This my friends, shows the difference between a wannabe, and the real
KING of annoying pitchmen.
What a maroon.