Billy Mays, 50, famously loud and bearded informmercial spokesman, died this morning. (Egads! First Ed, Farrah, Jackson, now this. Too much to bear, folks.) According to reports, Mays finished wrapping up an Oxiclean commercial in Philadelphia the other day, and returned home to Florida. He was found dead early this morning in his Tampa, Florida home by his wife. No word yet on his exact cause of death. But Deborah, Mays' wife, released the following statement, "Although Billy lived a public life, we don't anticipate making any public statements over the next couple of days. Our family asks that you respect our privacy during these difficult times."



I just read that during the return flight from PA, a rough landing caused stuff from the ceiling to fall on his head. Maybe he had a head injury/aneurysm?
Yes. It was a carton of Oxiclean.
He would have described this week thusly: "So not only do you get the Ed McMahon celebrity death, we've doubled the offer to give you the Farah Fawcett celebrity cancer death too. But wait, there's more. Order your terrible celebrity death week today and we'll throw in the totally unexpected Michael Jackson heart attack. That's three celebrity deaths in just one week!" RIP you big shouty duder!
I (mis)heard this on the radio. I thought they said Willie Mays. Dopey me.
I don't wish death on anyone but this guy frayed my nerves way too many times after falling asleep with the TV on.
One minute you're sound asleep at 3am with some boring financial news buzzing in the background and then HEY IT'S BILLY MAYS HERE FOR ARRRRRGGGHHHH!!! I'M YELLING AT YOU AT 3AM WAKE UP DAMMIT AND GET YOUR CREDIT CARD!!!
Chemical poisoning from excessive facial hair dying is suspected.