You wanna do this...you wanna go right now...do you want to, GO?...then go get The Rock a bologna sandwich because this doesn't concern you.

On the night Test faced the Great One, this is what he'll see... twelve sharpshooters stinging, eleven eyebrows raising, ten spines a'bustin, nine noggins knocking, eight kicks a'kicking, seven punches punching, six suplexes smashing, five seconds of the people chanting The Rock's name... four Rock Bottoms, three People's Elbows, on your two buckteeth, and an ass-kicking all over New Orleans!

To some its Hump Day. To us, it's Wednesday's getting its ass kicked and Thursday just asked Friday to switch places.

You don't need directions, just point yourself to the top and go!

Training not only anchors my day but also allows me to tap into endless energy and intensity. Whether I was performing at Wrestlemania or shooting a 16 hour day on a movie set, training allows the floodgates to open. It carries me through the rest of the day and night.

The first step to achieving your goal, is to take a moment to respect your goal. Know what it means to you to achieve it.

Now, Bad Ass, you run your mouth about Summerslam. Well, here's the situation. The Rock says this, if the Rock hits you he'll kill you. If he misses, the wind behind the punch will give you pneumonia and you'll die anyway, so the choice is yours, jabroni.