"John Cena, while he was there, hopefully uncomfortable as it can possibly be, I want to I listen."

I want that digest this because before I leave you in 3 weeks with the Championship, I have many things I want to confess.

I do not hate you, John. Even not dislike you. I like it. I like that a hell of a lot more than what I like most of the people in the back.

I hate this idea that you're the best. Because you are not. I am the best. I am the best in the world. One thing that is best in that I am and kiss ass of Vince McMahon.

You're ass kissing as Vince McMahon as Hulk Hogan. I don't know if you're as good as Dwayne though. Pretty good is an ass kisser. It always was and remains.

Whoops! I'm breaking the fourth wall! (Punk wave to the camera)

I'm the best fighter in the world.

I've been the best since the first day when I entered this company. I have been vilified and hated since that day because Paul Heyman saw something in me that no one else wanted to admit. That Yes, I am a boy of Paul Heyman. Do you know who was a kind of Paul Heyman? Brock Lesnar. And like I am the Division. But the biggest difference between Brock and myself that I am going to leave with the Championship.

I have caught so many rings of brass of Vincent k. McMahon that he has finally dawned on me that there is only, which are completely imaginary. The only thing that is real is me and the fact that day and day, for almost six years, I have demonstrated to everyone in the world I'm the best in this entry of microphone, the ring, even in the comments! Nobody can touch me!

And yet no matter how many times I try, I am not in their charming little collector cups. I am not on the cover of the program. I'm barely promoted. I fail to be in movies. Certainly I am not in any program of shit in the United States network. I am not on the poster of WrestleMania. I am not in the signature that takes place at the beginning of the show. I am not on Conan O'Brian. I am not in Jimmy Fallon. But the crux of the matter is that I would like to.

This is not sour grapes. But the fact that Dwayne is in the main event at WrestleMania the next year and not me makes me sick!

Oh good, I like to get something straight. Those of you who are encouraging me now, are just as much of me leaving as anything else. Because you are one of those who are now sipping on collector cups. You have to buy those programs that my face isn't on the cover of. Below, at five in the morning at the airport, he tries to shove it in my face and get an autograph and trying to sell on Ebay because you're too lazy to go looking for a job.

I'm going with the Championship on July 17. And hell, who knows, maybe I will go defend in New Japan Pro Wrestling. Can...To return to the Ring of Honor.

(Punk look to the camera and waves)

Hey, Colt Cabana, how does it?

The reason I'm going is that you people. Because after I'm gone, you're going to pour money into this venture. I am only one spoke in the wheel. The wheel will turn to keep and I understand that. Vince McMahon is going to make money in spite of himself. He is a millionaire who should be a billionaire. Do you know why it is not a billionaire? Because he himself surrounds with Gladstone-handed, sense, (censored) horse yes men, like John Laurinaitis, which goes to all say you that you want to hear, and I like to think that perhaps this company will be better after Vince McMahon is dead. But the fact is that you going to be taken by his idiot daughter and his son-in-law doofus and the rest of his family, stupid.

I'm going to tell a personal story on Vince McMahon well. We do this (anti) bully campaign set

"(Mic cut.)"

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