SC: Why have you chosen to erase all your comics and leave Stripcreator?

boorite: What? I've done no such thing.

SC: Would you consider doing it?

boorite: No. I'm way too lazy.

SC: Please? We were rather hoping you would.

boorite: I was rather hoping that this interview would proceed along different lines.

SC: Fine, then. If you were a tree...

boorite: I'd be an ugly tree that falls on your house and ruins your newly-remodeled eat-in kitchen.

SC: Do you have any pets?

boorite: Yes.

SC: Do you harbor a secret fear that they will eat you while you are passed out on the bathroom floor?

boorite: Yes.

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What others say about boorite!

SC: Why aren't you as open about your sexual history as other users?

boorite: Because how many armadillos I've tickled is none of anyone's goddamn business.

SC: Is there a quieter place we can go?

boorite: My toy chest isn't quiet enough for you?

SC: All the buzzing is making my teeth hurt.

boorite: All right, the kitchen then.

SC: Are you aware you are highly regarded in the SC community as a great wit and accurate social commentator?

boorite: I think I just shit myself.

SC: Here's a question for the ages, my friend. Why don't you wear pants?

boorite: Have you SEEN my schlong? That thing can't be tamed, man. It's like trying to tow an aircraft carrier with your teeth.

SC: Please remove your hand from my leg.

boorite: I SAID it can't be tamed.

SC: What are your plans for the future?

boorite: Please remove your hand from my leg.

SC: I thought you said it couldn't be tamed?

boorite: It can't, but you're ugly and your mother dresses you funny.

SC: I....misunderstood. Sorry.

boorite: Next question?

SC: What's the craziest thing you've ever done?

boorite: Slept in a puddle of my own shit, piss, vomit, and blood. On purpose. Two days after I made it.

SC: Who is your favorite comic stripper?

boorite: Why, your mother's ass, of course. She's a funny broad, that mother's ass of yours.

SC: Thank you, boorite. It's been a pleasure.

boorite: hahahaha what a fag!

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The giant three-phallused phallus of Uzbekistan will one day squirt the cosmic jizz of revenge all over Canada.

SC: So, boorite...what do you --

boorite: I like meat pies.

SC: Oh? Fine. Now --

boorite: I like meat pies with bloody, rabies-infected meat in them.

SC: Really?

boorite: Yes. I buy a bunch of those Hostess Fruit Pies and snip the ends off, and dump out the fruit, and stuff them with bloody, rabies-infected meat. And then I eat them.

SC: And what do you do with the fruit?

boorite: I keep him in a large oblong box under my bed. Oh, I'm sorry, did you say "fruit"? I thought you said "gimp."

SC: Speaking of which, who is your favorite stripcreator user?

boorite: Oh biped, of course. He's a genius. In fact, he's probably the greatest person who ever lived. The fact that he doesn't have a higher rating is one of history's most horrendous travesties. Or, as I like to refer to it, "the shame of Stripcreator." I keep expecting fire and brimstone to lay waste to the entire site at any moment.

SC: I see. And how many live hamsters can fit in your butt at any given time?

boorite: Five. No, wait... [pauses thoughtfully as he shifts back and forth in his chair] ...nine.

SC: How do you play "The Chocolate Game"?

boorite: You mean "The Chocolate Or Jelly Game"? First, you sit everyone in a circle and place a tray in the middle with a hat, scarf, gloves, knife and fork, die and a wrapped bar of chocolate. In turn, players throw the die. If they throw a SIX, they must put on the hat, scarf and gloves before they start to unwrap the chocolate with the knife and fork, and then start to eat it. To speed up the game you can add a second die and require a DOUBLE six. The "Jelly Variation" is to arrange a large mound of jelly onto a plate and eat it with the knife and fork.

SC: What is your favorite color?

boorite: Your mom.

SC: Thank you for the interview.

boorite: Thank you for letting me sit on your thumb the whole time.

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Legend, oh legend, the third wheel legend...always in the way.

SC: You like-a da juice?

boorite: How did you get in my house?

Artemis: Can you... yah that one?

boorite: This one? Here ya' go (boorite hands Artemis a Dos Equis.)

Artemis: Thanks

boorite: ... (boorite walks soundlessly through the wall and into another dimension.)

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Ham-fisted ham fisting.

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SC: You like-a da juice?

boorite: How did you get in my house?

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haha!

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IvyThePress: So now that you've come out as a vigilante, what are your plans?

boorite: I'd like to form a fan club. The Boorite-o-philes.

IvyThePress: That sounds like a pedophile group.

boorite: Maybe it is, maybe it isn--

IvyThePress: My eyes are up here!

boorite: If I squint at a distance, your nipples look like eyes.

IvyThePress: I can have your father, mother, and pet goldfish unrecognizably disfigured by a cadre of men named "Guido."

boorite: Whatever saddles your mule, if ya know what I mean!

IvyThePress: Has anyone ever told you that you're a bit of a pervert?

boorite: That's what the restraining orders say.

IvyThePress: I have just one last question--

boorite: Yes, I will marry you.