Common sense is so very simple but very difficult to grasp.

I live for the moment to hit people.

I have the same malice in my heart as far as the fight game is concerned, but outside the ring, I won't say anything a dignified man won't say.

My power is discombobulatingly devastating. It's ludricrous these mortals even attempt to enter my realm.

Being a champion opens lots of doors—I'd like to get a real estate license, maybe sell insurance.

Every great general and warrior from the beginning of time was high.

Fighting is endurance, knocking a guy out in 10 seconds is not fighting, its beating him to the punch. But when you put in that time, that is fighting because you are thinking