Billy Mays found dead at 50. I am floored the burly, bearded television pitchman that used to try to get me to buy things like orange-glo and the Soft Buns portable seat cushion is gone. What a loss, so unexpected. What killed him is still unknown. Police say there was no sign of a break in and it seems he had hit his head when his plane made a rough landing earlier. He wife claims he wasn’t feeling well when he went to bed that night.
Who know what could have been the next great product that Billy would have tried to sell me with his booming voice and cunning smile. Somehow the world feels just a little bit smaller without him.
Death is fully guaranteed.
We are the music makers, And we are the dreamers of dreams. ~Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy