He annoys the hell out of me, but you might enjoy this video he didfor the company that handles all of his media/advertising. It’s kind of an Office parody w/ Billy Mays poking fun at himself. It’s entertaining.
I don’t “like like” him- he’s not attractive and he’s always yelling- but I do have a weird “Ah, that Billy” kind of nostalgic feeling, because he’s been in a bajillion-and-two commercials infomercials since I got digital cable 11 years ago. (Prior to digital cable, I watched mostly PBS with a little network TV, but usually not at times of the day when Billy ads are on, so I didn’t see him much.)
No, he’s way too excitable. Good grief, if he gets that excited over epoxy putty, can you imagine how he’d react to a handful of boobie? He’d have to use oxyclean on his pants.
Also, his beard looks like it was cut out of felt and glued to his face. What’s with that? Christopher Lowell has that overly-dense but sculptured facial hair thing going on too. It’s much too short to be that opaque. It’s distractingly bizarre.
If by “like”, you mean “want to run his head through a wood chipper”, then yes, I like him. I simply cannot separate his looks, which are pretty meh, from the rest of him, which is just chippable.
I’ve never heard of the guy before or seen any of his commercials, so I’m just going on that google image search you linked to. I don’t find him unattractive–looks-wise, he’s kind of my type (I like burly guys). But if you say he screams, well, he’s right out. Screaming is a big no-no.
Uh, no, of course not! Why would I, or any woman, find him physically attractive??? What an odd question. Do you scream a lot, Markxxx, and do you have an odd beard that looks like it was colored with black shoe polish? If so, you are as out of luck as Mr. Mays.
Ew, ew, ew. I wish I had something more original to add, but now. Purely looks wise, I’m rarely attracted to “bearish” men (co-opting the term from the queers, I am), but when you factor in his voice, any glimmer of “lie-back-and-think-of-England” just withers and dies. I could *not *bring myself to have intimate relations with that man.
Uh…no offense, Billy.
(Oh, and I suspect grown men who call themselves “Billy” tend to have Oedipal issues. Strike 3, I’m outta here.)