Finally, a loving , alcohol induced image appears in the side of his vision. "Ethan Ralph, it's me, Gator...". All Ralph's viewers look on stunned as Ralph cries, begging an invisible Gator to forgive him. "You were my friend Ralph and now I'm gone." Ralph quietly still talking to no one bawling on his keyboard quietly sobbing and saying over and over "its nawwwt truuuu"..."its nawwwt truuu"..."its nawwwt tr----". Ralph looks up from his keyboard with concern, and with an "ah shit, uh" his sphincter finally gives way and he dies as all of his intestines spill out of his body, over his streamer chair and onto the floor, while those he attacked looked on. The snipe ends and the viewer count clicks down to a single current viewer.