John Cena Quotes

I was at a bar, and this guy bumped into me, and he did not apologize, and he said, "Move!" I thought that was rude, so I said, "Go to hell!" Then I started to run. He caught up to me. He had a mustache, a goatee, a pair of earrings, sunglasses, a ponytail and he was wearing a hat. He said, "Hey, you got a lot of nerve!" I said, "Hey, you got a lot of... cranium accessories!"

I think they have not learned over the years that the more you talk, the more I will want to beat you.

You were an ass long before I made one outta ya!

You stupid jackass," Ian said. "Who's got the crush on a worm, bro? You gonna call me stupid?

Go head Taggert. Take your best shot.

If we go on explaining we shall cease to understand one another.

Sometimes I think it's possible to mistake desire for clarity and talking in a no-nonsense way for aggression.

Did Mad freakin' Max just call me irritating?

Bring them on.

When you tell a fellow to go to hell, you’d better make sure that you can get him there.

You tell that imperial bastard in Mississippi to keep out of Louisiana. Tell that son of a bitch that I am not just using an expression; I am referring to the circumstances of his birth.

Metaphors are fine if they aid understanding, but sometimes they get in the way.

I'll fight anybody. I've been saying that for I don't know how long.

I want the target on my back. I want everybody to come after me. That's been my goal since I started fighting.

I always want to find something to get you to play with a chip on your shoulder.

I don't think too many guys are raising their hands trying to fight me.

I'm competitive, and I think everybody knows that if you're talking trash, you're gonna get a reaction out of me.

I'll fight anyone.

Everybody talks smack during games.

Sandy: Boy, you must really think I'm stupid or something. Jeff: Ahh, no one would call you stupid, to your face.

I didn't realize when I brought him back here that you'd inflict more damage." I said, once I'd finished the story. "I was defending your honor." Adrian gave me that devil-may-care smile that always managed to both infuriate and captivate me. "Pretty manly, huh?

You want some? Come get some!

Didn't we talk about this?" "HAIL!" "That isn't an answer." I planted my hands on my hips. "Was there a reason for shoving the gummy bears off the counter? Did they tell you they were suicidal? On second thought," I raised a hand, palm out, "don't answer that. If the candy is talking, I don't want to know.

I don't think anything of Laura Frank. You heard me - Laura Frank. Not Lawrence. Laura... It's not that I blame him, I just wish he'd go to a manly tactic and just fight me. Don't whine. When he whines, that's when I change his name of Lawrence Frank.

I think we need to have a little talk, woman to skank.