HEY, BILLY MAYS! YOU YELL TOO MUCH! I REALLY WISH YOU’D TAKE IT DOWN A NOTCH BECAUSE YOU DRIVE ME FREAKING CRAZY! AND YOUR MIGHTY PUTTY DOESN’T WORK FOR SHIT!
Ahem, okay. I’m done yelling for now. But by now, I’m sure you’re familiar with “that loudmouth” as The Kid calls him, pushing his wares on just about every channel. And for the most part his products smack of the typical informercial over-the-top claims, like the fact that Mighty Putty is strong enough to hold two plates together and not break even when being used to pull a truck.
*cough*bullshit!*cough* My father-in-law bought some and that shit couldn’t hold anything.
But ah, Billy Mays, you hit the nail on the head with your Big City Slider Station, which Ann picked up today while out shopping. (She had been wanting one since she first saw them–and so did The Kid.)
You can’t really go wrong with this one as, well, all you do is stick the meat of your choice into the little compartments and grill for a few minutes. Once done, you slide those suckers out, grab some buns and condiments and you end up with oodles of these things:
The patties aren’t that big but I guess that’s the whole point of the thing. I opted for ground chicken on King’s Hawaiian Bread rolls, barbecue sauce, red onions, tomatoes and relish. Very, very tasty and quick! It looks like Billy Mays’ little griller could give George Foreman’s line of cookers a run for their money.
Next on Ann’s wish list: a Snuggie. Oh, I don’t want to hear it, Kimberly… 🙂
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Just before we left work for our week-and-a-half vacation, I mentioned to a few of my coworkers my theory about Almond Roca candies.
