My bazooka is locked, cocked, and ready to unload.

Trust me, lots of guys bring women up to their rooms when their wives are aren't there and get massages, it happens all the time. It means 'nothing'.

I think that if you go through life and no one hates you, then that means you're not good at anything

There's only one thing on my mind. There's only one goal. One aim. One focus.

When you look across the ring at me, and you look into my eyes, you are not immmortal, you are not an icon; you are just like everybody else. You are an obstacle, and I will run you over. And that is not a threat, that is not a warning; that is just a fact! Because brother, I am THE GAME...and I AM THAT...DAMN...GOOD!

Last night at WrestleMania, in front of 68,000 people, I defeated Chris Jericho and became the Undisputed World Wrestling Federation Champion. And all of the doubts went away, because I proved to myself, I proved to the world, I proved to Chris Jericho that I AM The Game, and apparently I am THAT...DAMN...GOOD!

There is always a plan B.