We went through a waterslide of success, and all these little punk kids were at the bottom, in the little kiddie pool, not knowing that a 6 foot 8, oh my god, freak of nature is coming down the waterslide at 95 miles per hour, butt naked, fully vasalined from head to tippy toe, ready to knock every single little kid out. That's the difference between me and everyone else. Big difference isn't it?