I'm From Winnipeg, You Idiot!

All Right, New York City! Welcome To Madison... Square... Jericho! And After Tonight, When I Become The True, Undisputed Intercontinental Champion, The Jerichoholics Of The Big Apple Will Throw A Celebration Party That Will Make The Millennium Bash In Times Square Look Like My Sister's Seventh Birthday Party! It'll Be A Celebration So Huge, So Grandiose, So Spectacular, That It Will Never, Eeeeeeeever, Be Forgotten Again!

You've Got A Man-beast, And A Ho-beast.

Fake Is Not A Word I Like To Use Because There's Nothing Fake About What I Do. It's A Show, It's A Predetermined Outcome; We're Putting On A Television Drama, Action, Comedy, Whatever You Want To Call It - But It's Not Fake. Fake Would Be If I Was Just About To Take A Body Slam, And My Stuntman Did It. Fake Would Be If I Was Going To Take A Chair Shot To The Head, And The Chair Was Made Of Rubber. I'll Tell The World That It's A Show, But I Hate The Word Fake. It's Such An Unfair Term To Us.

When You Go To The Hollywood World And You Wade In The Waters Out There, You Never Know Who You’re Going To Meet And What Meetings You’re Going To Have At Some Point, Somewhere That Leads To Something Else. So You Could See Somebody Years Later That Comes To Fruition.

I Never Want To Hide My Wrestling Background.