So it's 2:45 AM. I am sitting here, reading Micechat. The TV is on in the background. So the Mardi Gras episode of COPS goes to commercial, and all of a sudden I hear his shrill voice hawking the glory of some lame car polish. Darn near made me go insane. I had to mute the volume before my ears bled. This man must be stopped. He's worse than Jack Lalane and his power juicer. He's worse than the antelope runner exercise maniac. He's worse than the woman on the memory booster commercial that shrieks "they're giving it away, FREE?". Please, no more of this clown and his junk.