I've earned bragging rights.

My boss and I wagered lunch on whether not the Oxy Clean guy, Billy Mays, promotes both Orange Glo and the Big City Slider Station.

A quick Google search leads to his Wikipedia entry, and he does indeed promote both. Along with every other product available to man.

Note that I said "promote." I was under the impression that a certain Mr. Billy Mays was some crazy genius inventor. In my fantasy, he was locked in a house for 20 years and came up with all sorts of crazy solutions for the house, from the Shamu towel to a steam press to make yummy sliders to a crazy putty that can be used to fix plumbing or tow a semi.

Though, according to Wikipedia... Billy Mays speaks in a passionate manner in real life as well. So my new fantasy scenario involves him yelling at highly inappropriate times.

"What a romantic picnic..."
"I AM BILLY MAYS AND I HAVE A SPECIAL PROMOTIONAL OFFER..."
"Um..."
"WILL YOU MARRY ME... I HAVE THIS RING, WITH A DIAMOND THAT CAN BE USED AROUND THE HOUSE TO CUT GLASS..."
"Um, I have to think about it..."
"BUT WAIT! IF YOU SAY YES TODAY, I'LL THROW IN THIS PUTTY THAT CAN BE USED TO FIX PLUMBING, TILE OR FOR ARTS AND CRAFTS."
"Um, can you stop yelling?"
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN? I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS KIND OF DEAL!!!!"

I have no interest in fact checking. My completely fabricated scenario is far too amusing.