I think he retired or possibly died of alcohol and/or subaru exhaust poisoning

Alcohol couldn't kill me. Neither could YMF's poisonous fumes, despite my many experiments with hoses duct-taped to his exhaust pipe. What actually killed me was a laughter overdose. I was making a campfire one night and when I went to rip out some pages of the Gideon Bible I've been using for tinder ever since I stole it from a motel in Kentucky, I found myself staring at the book of Ecclesiastes, and after the second verse I just fucking lost it. The overwhelming sense of misery and suffering cracked me up, and it had me laughing so hard that my respiratory system went into full of arrest and I died. Good news, though: hell is a fucking rager of a party. And nobody down here litters.

P.S. Points for using the word grody.