When I was growing up, I never thought I would play in the NBA.

The respect I had to give my brothers and sisters growing up I think has helped me. I want my kids to be raised the same way.

I wouldn't give Charles Barkley an apology at gunpoint. He can never expect an apology from me... If anything, he owes me an apology for coming to play with his sorry, fat butt.

As I look back, I have to say growing up was fun, not a problem at all.

I didn't have any expectations of what my family life would end up being like. But I've been very blessed in my life to have a wife who loves me and supports me and is able to be in my band and travel with me.

Many working mothers feel guilty about not being at home. And when they are there, they wish it could be perfect. This pressure to make every minute happy puts working parents in a bind when it comes to setting limits and modifying behavior.

My wrestling and family go together. It's always been that way, from day one with my mom and dad, my sister, my wife, four daughters, grandsons, son-in-laws.

I was a class clown. My father was a class clown. My son has been a class clown, and it sort of ran in the family.