I actually feel obligated to die from some sort of substance abuse. It's like I would be defying my bloodline if I didnt.
Anyway, i bet QD will die next, his landlord is going to find him on the couch, with a belt around his neck and his dick in his hand, with the Disney Channel playing loudly on the television in front of him.
Just think of the possibility of nuclear war! Then you'll be the only one here alive!