Billy Mays, everyone's favorite emphatic infomercial guru, died yesterday after a Natasha Richardson-style head injury; proving that if god exists, he is vengeful and really wants to make sure that Farrah Fawcett's brave message of hope and strength in the face of cancer is completely overshadowed. (We'll get to her later in the hour.)
RIP, Billy, here's hoping you're hocking KaBoom! to Jesus.
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