“Over to Henry in the Eye on the Sky!”
“Ring the Icy Crab Bell.”
“Good nights sleep but an itchy arse"
"I do run into celebrities a lot in urinals.”
"It’s Jeremy Vine on a unicycle?"
"Naked midriff, for a bit of flavour."
"I’ve actually drawn a picture of the Jeeves butler on my laptop"
“Was I sounding like a Californian woman in the 70s?”
“I’m making love to my dentist at the moment, he’s incredible, you should make love to him as well!”
"Does he mean that, does he mean perpetual?"
“You punk ass motherfucker, you want to do this right now? You wanna dance, kid?”
“I’m fucking a dentist here!”
“What you’re listening to is the real Henry Paker, everything you’ve listened to the last eight or nine series has been an affectation, the real Henry Paker is a punk ass street dentist from downtown Detroit.”
“You want crowns, I’ll give you crowns, you piece of shit!”
I floss with your ma’s knickers!…” “The voice is gone, the voice is going, we know I’ve got a time delay on these things…”
Meanwhile, it’s Crowded House! Right, let’s bleed these beauties!
"The arrow that went in Harold’s eye, there is a strong argument that it was actually a spliff."
"Henry, put the hole puncher down."
"Welcome to Wasp Park!"
"Don’t come back to the past and not have seen a dinosaur Ben, please!"
“It feels like an act that is going to bring calamity upon you, to kill an owl.”
“As a creative person Ben, I’m perpetually a child in a way that’s not annoying?”
“Do you mind if I take my top off for this story, I’m very very hot?”
“You’ll see then that my entire body, is made up of 400 small brown birds, they’ll just fly off..."
"You’re a Silverfront, as it turns out!”
“Imagine a sort of wise old dog, that had been imperfectly turned into a human by a witch.”
“Dick out in a Ryman’s?”
“Towel your anus with impunity!”
"Guys, let’s just wrestle to this out!"
"The Bird of Blind Panic"
“I’ll cup a bird, I’ll cup a haddock, I’ll cup a baby boar, whatever’s going really.”
"It’s a bollock spinning down the corridors of infinity, never finding a home."
“Why is it that small windy streets are charming? Just why?”
"Classic rheas, isn’t it? Nature’s gits."