If professional wrestling did not exist, could you come up with this idea? Could you envision the popularity of huge men in tiny bathing suits, pretending to fight?

Pain is usually represented by lightning attacking the guy. Glowing redness is also popular. Sometimes parts of the guy would just burst into flames.

To me, if life boils down to one thing, it's movement. To live is to keep moving.

Work is the least important thing and family is the most important.

Men want the same thing from their underwear that they want from women: a little bit of support, and a little bit of freedom.

A really hard laugh is like sex-one of the ultimate diversions of existence.

Men like a ref decision because they just want to get back to the game.