So there I was...

[AFK]

I kind of miss having him around.  I always appreciated his brand of humor. 

[Cain]

They've got him tied down in a run-down local coffee shop's basement, listening to The Boy Least Likely To albums on a neverending loop.

[East Coast Hustle]

I think we poured too much cheap beer down his throat and the hipsters did to him what they were afraid to do to me.

This theory is quite valid, as well.

I tried to get him to tag along for after-hours coffee brandy drinking, but he was more afraid of the ACB than he was of the bar full of hipsters, and rightly so. Fred still thinks I'm a dick for trying to poison my non-Mainer friends like that.