A: People expect me to choose between Mankind, Cactus Jack and Dude Love. I actually had the most fun when I was The Commissioner Mick Foley. I remember having the argument with Mr. [Vince] McMahon, that despite the fact he claimed he made me, I said my most popular character was me, Commissioner Mick Foley. It didn’t pay the best, but that was when I had the most fun.
Q: Which of your alter egos is a better kisser?
A: [Laughter] Dude, dude. Dude was a lady’s man. I don’t know if I’ve ever actually kissed as Mankind. I don’t think my wife was [ever like] ‘Do some Mankind for me tonight.’
Q: You must have an enormous tolerance for pain, given this lore about you fighting with a separated shoulder.
A: You’ve got to make sure we talk about that in past tense. I did have a tremendous tolerance for pain. Now, not so much. Almost anything [brings me to my knees now]. I’m a guy who used to be fairly fearless. Now, please don’t tell me I have to walk down a flight of steps. [Wrestling] was tough on the body, the knee joints, the back, and so stairs are difficult.
Q: How often does a wrestler have to reinvent himself or herself to sustain a career?
A: Oooooh. That’s a key. Not so much an overall reinventing as a constant tweaking. You have to stay one step ahead of the curve. Sometimes you guess wrong, but you’ve got to try.
Q: Did you ever use body odor as a strategy when you were wrestling?
A: Yes and no. Yes, as an amateur wrestler. No as a professional — never intentionally. There were times when I had worked hard in the ring and I would perspire heavily and occasionally I would forget to unzip the bag and dry it out in the days before Febreze. There were times when wrestling [against] me was unpleasant for that reason. Back when I was an amateur I remember specifically putting blue cheese under my armpits, trying to gain any advantage.
Q: Moving to a body part you don’t have, I heard Katia [Dragotis, of Fan HQ TV] ask about you now refusing to autograph women’s breasts?
A: Some would suggest that I have man boobs. What type of interview are you conducting here? Let me make it clear. I always drew a distinction between where the upper pectoral ended and the boob began. I would always go above that line, so officially I was an upper pectoral signer. The one day in question it was just so hot out there. The ladies were lathered in sun tan oil; Sharpies and Hawaiian Tropic don’t mix.
Q: From where did the idea for Mr. Socko come?