A whole bunch of people told me that if I went to WWE, I'd never make it. But it's like I never heard them. I never listened. To me, I'm exactly where I belong. I feel like I was born to do this. Whatever your walk in life is, you pick what you want to be, then go ahead and be the best one.

One of the things I want to find out is where the hell are the WWE ice cream bars?!

Why could you smoke all of those cigarettes? It’s not like they are making you better… they are killing you. It seemed real idiotic to me.

I might wear a tux on Monday. Or a kimono!

Gorgeous day here in Chicago. Sure is better than Canada.

I'm a living, breathing example of someone who does the same exact thing, but drugs and alcohol just aren't a part of who I am.

Yes, I wanted to win! I wanted the belt! I'm a belt mark! I want to sleep with it! I want to wear that and nothing else to church on Sunday!