There's only one thing on my mind. There's only one goal. One aim. One focus.
If I choose to come in this ring and walk over here and stand infront of the bald wonder twins and beat the living crap out of you, I can.
Come on, Chris. It'll be just you, me, and the great, wide open over here.
He who laughs last, laughs best.
Alcohol does kill brain cells, because you've lost it.
My bazooka is locked, cocked, and ready to unload.