WHY DOES BILLY MAYS FEEL THE NEED TO YELL IN HIS COMMERCIALS?

I picture him when he goes home after a long day of commercial shoots saying things like, "HI HONEY, HOW WAS YOUR DAY?" or "KIDS! DID YOU FINISH YOUR HOMEWORK?" or "I'M FEELIN' SUSHI TONIGHT!"

Anyway, I know it's not very Christian of me, but every time his commercials come on, I kinda want to punch him in the face.

P.S. There are some hilarious videos of him (some for fake products) on YouTube. Specifically the gangsta remix.

Random Thought: Mouthwash

Target's generic of Scope Original Mint Mouthwash tastes nothing like the real thing. Kroger's however, does.

Random Thought: Batman

If you were a kid and you saw something as scary as Batman, you would not feel safe.

You would poop your pants.

Random Thought - Watermelon

It's perhaps the best thing about summer.

Random Thought No. 5

I drink your milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.

Random Thought No. 4

Huggies suck. Pampers rule.

Random Thought No. 3

Don't knock a peanut butter and lettuce sandwich until you've tried it.

Random Thought No. 2

I like The Bravery a lot. Why does the lead singer sing just like Robert Smith of The Cure? The Bravery is from New York, not England.

Random Thought No. 1

I went to Men's Warehouse recently and I did not like the way I looked.

My random thoughts.

I haven't been a regular blogger for some time now. So, one way to remedy that is to pot random thoughts at least three days a week. I'll try. I promise.

Random

I'm so random in posting blogs these days. And so I decided to post a random blog. Nay, I shall post a blog about the word "random".

I do believe the word is overused in today’s vernacular. I have heard the following:

“I have to go to the bathroom…”

“You’re so random!”

To which I reply (in my mind anyway), “No, I’m not, you schmuck. I just have to go to the bathroom. If I were to stand up and quack like a duck--now that would be random." And then I usually stand up and quack like a duck.

This brings me to another complaint—those people who say the following when you tell them you are going to leave to go to the bathroom:

“Thanks for the information!”

To which I reply (in my mind anyway), “What would have happened if I just disappeared without telling you where I was going? Would you think me rude if I up and ran for the urinal saying nary a word? Would you wonder, ‘where the crud did Eric go?‘ You know what? You’re welcome for the information. And again I say re-schmuck.”