Could never take to the dude. He would listen to no-one elses opinions smugly stating a condecendingly "No you're wrong" ad nauseum.
The poor kid made good, dragging himself from the gutter angle was laughable and Jeezo did he love himself?
I always presumed that his disappearence was down to the fact he'd finally realised he truly was made of chocolate and had eaten himself, savouring every last, sweet, delectable mouthful.