No, he died in the great secret self mass suicide of 1988.
I'm not that bothered about it really, he was a fucking asshole who probably started the god damn fire that killed all those people. But hey, he was me and as we were both a part of each other I guess I am partly responsible for all of those "other self" deaths too (I'm guessing about 50% maybe less, maybe more depending on your particular world view). And you know what ..... that gets me so hot! Seriously, to know you have killed a little part of someone no matter how small or large that part just happens to be just does something to my brain that tells me it was right. Well, my penis tells me it was right and my brain backs it up by flooding my body with hormones after the deed is done, so to speak.
So yeah, I need a drink.