My favorite song right now is impossible to defend. It's impossible. We should all be ashamed of ourselves for liking this fucking song. Lil' Jon. You know that shit: 'To the window! To The Wall! [crowd sings along] To the sweat drip from my balls!' You go to clubs, you see girls dance to that shit. 'To the sweat drip from my balls! To the sweat drip from my balls! From my balls! From my balls! My balls!' I feel sorry for the guys that gotta pick a wife out of this bunch. It's like, 'Daddy, where'd you meet Mommy?' 'Oh, she was singing about balls at a club. Skeet, skeet, skeet!'

I mean, they don't grade fathers. But if your daughter's a stripper, you fucked up.

Women don't care, man. If the beat's all right, she will dance all night! I've seen girls on the floor dancing to the nastiest shit ever made. It's like, 'Smac…

'Cause every woman in here, ever since you were : every guy you met has been trying to fuck you. That's right. Women are offered dick every day. Every woman in…

Big Show, you think you impress the Rock? Let The Rock make something perfectly clear to you. You have never, and The Rock means never, impressed The Rock. Fro…

On Beethoven's Seventh Symphony: 'What can you do with it? It's like a lot of yaks jumping about.'

In the first movement alone, I took note of six pregnancies and at least four miscarriages.