In the past, I have tried to resist making fun of someone who has died.
On this thread, like a dieter who isn’t thinking about the diet when a bag of cheetos appears in front of him, I jumped in.
But one might suppose it was this guy’s goal in life, with that shirt, the butt, the beer, and the “Blank the Alligator!” exclamation.
I think he died doing what he loved.
I think he died doing what the alligator loved.