because he shuffled off his mortal coils. he rolled snake eyes right there outside the hotel. kicked the bucket on the pavement. he was shottered at causifying him to terminate his insurance policy, permanently. he drew the ace of spades. folded his hand. and flew away to join the choir eternal. he made like a norwegian grey. hes brown bread. that ceo is knackered. hes had it. he is no more. his numbers up. hes worked his ticket. elvis has left the building. he has gone to meet his maker. from henceforth he will be pushing up daisies. he is dearly departed. has cashed in his chips, bit the dust, slipped away and will be missed by all while he does his rip.  that blokes a bleedin stiffy!
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