Jerry Lawler walks in here with his crown - DA DA DUM - Imperial Margerine - and talks about what he's going to do to me. Lawler, if you think you're going to beat me, if you think you can do ANYTHING to me, than you really are the king. King of FOOLS, jack!!
I'm so quick, I could spit in the wind, duck, and let it hit the old lady behind me.
Rowdy Roddy cut his locks; but don't worry woman, he's still a fox.
I was pissin' Vince McMahon off when the red on the back of your neck was diaper rash!
You'll find sympathy in the dictionary between sh*t and suicide.
Does the tounge hanging out help his balance?