Jeff Sklar outgoing Wildcat editor in chief

Once-proud emperor now sees subordinate absconding with the crown that had been his

WILDCAT: If you had to be stuck on a deserted island with anyone from this paper, who would it be?

SKLAR: Rebekah Jampole, because she's going to be my boss when I'm a reporter next semester and I need to suck up to her.

WILDCAT: Good answer. But what if you had to eat the person you were stuck with?

SKLAR: It'd probably be our adviser, Mark Woodhams, because he's so old that he's well-done and he'd probably be good.

WILDCAT: And he's going to die soon anyway, right?

SKLAR: You said it, not me.

WILDCAT: Just kidding. Sorry, Mark, I hope you never die! Well, what if a giant banana and a giant coconut both asked you to be king of their respective kingdoms, which would you choose?

SKLAR: I don't see why I can't be king of two kingdoms.

WILDCAT: Leave it to you to be a dictator.

SKLAR: I have no objection to dictatorship.

WILDCAT: Other than dictatorship, what is the legacy that you're leaving behind?

SKLAR: The newsroom definitely smells worse than it used to.

WILDCAT: Is that why it's so hot in here?

SKLAR: Well, everyone tells me I'm hot.

WILDCAT: Hot and stinky, a double threat. Say you're in your house and a one-eyed monster attacks you. What in your room would you use as a weapon?

SKLAR: Where in the hell do you come up with these questions? And why did I hire you?

WILDCAT: Hey! Watch it. I'm your boss next semester.

SKLAR: I know. That may come back to haunt me. A one-eyed monster? I was thinking stabbing him with a fork or knife or something.

WILDCAT: I see. If you had one last thing to say to all your Wildcatters, what would it be?

SKLAR: You owe me big time.

WILDCAT: I'm still your daddy!

SKLAR: Who's your daddy? Me.