Of course he stepped on them with coke, but the thought was there:
He is indeed still alive. He looks like Jack Sparrow after a couple months in the desert on a series of horses with no names. He is, in fact, the long-awaited bridge between the pirate world and the zombie world and, quite likely, the unstoppable humanoid android world as well. He seems to take his eldritch nature in stride, with the occasional twinge of disappointment:
Falling off of lists or trees notwithstanding, his position as the Most Toxic Death Pool Poison is assured.
When he does finally kick off, he’s donating his body to science. Scientists expect the majority of his autonomic functions will cease a half-hour to forty-five minutes after his brain has been removed and allowed to remain pickled in its own fluids. He will still be alive enough to be elected Senator in Montana up to two weeks afterwards.
