After a lifetime of bold research and daring exploration, including crossing both the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans on rafts made out of twigs and fucking reeds, he died of boredom.
One of his fans eulogized him in an e-mail to us, which read "... he was a pretty good guy in real life, and just acted like a schmuck in the ring." Rest in peace, ravishing one.
(d) April 18th, 1999