“You guys make the rules up, so a foul is a foul. It doesn’t matter if a guy is bigger and stronger. It’s not my fault I ate my Frosted Flakes when I was little, and you ate Wheaties.”

My wrists are crooked and don’t go all the way back. I’ve been practicing and working on them. You can’t do everything good.

I don’t know how it is for you earthlings, but where I’m from, strength is mental.

Get away from my house. What do you want?

I’m still here. I’m a force to be reckoned with… you have to come take my spot, and not through Twitter and not through the media, come take my spot.

If you take a needle and stick her in the booty and take a needle and stick me in the booty, we’re both going to say ouch.

Przybilla can’t guard me when I’m 27, 37 or 47.

I’m very educated and can give you somewhat of a vocabulary, but I don’t get to the philosophical side.

I’m a combination of the Terminator and Bambi.

A lot of people can, you know, start the date with flowers and candy, but if you don’t finish the date – you know what I mean?

It’s his show and I’m just trying to make him look good. If we were the same age there might be a little tension, but I’m on my way out… I am here to serve your every need, King James.

I’m tired of hearing about money, money, money, money, money. I just want to play the game, drink Pepsi, wear Reebok.

You know, I’m very photogenic.

If I were a painter, you’d be calling me Shaqcasso.

My secret? See it, and stay focused on it.

Anyone else has to come upstairs and see the Shogun. I’m still the Shogun.

I am Superman. And the only thing that can kill Superman is Kryptonite. And Kryptonite doesn’t exist.

Fruit of all the kinds that the country produced were laid before him; he ate very little, but from time to time a liquor prepared from cocoa, and of an aphrodisiac nature.

I ate too many Frosted Flakes. I don’t remember what I said last night.

A panda walks into a tea room and ordered a salad and ate it. Then it pulled out a pistol, shot the man in the next table dead, and walked out.

Since Eve ate the apple, much depends on dinner.

My mother kept the house clean and we ate good.

I knew if I ate anything of hers again, it would lkely tell me the same message: help me,

But if there was a mini-comic here in my hand, I’d read it while I ate my lunch.

When I was 11 my friend’s mom made a peanut butter sandwich. I ate the sandwich and was like, ‘I’m never eating anything else again.’ And I still eat peanut butter every day. I would put peanut butter on a steak.