Ian: But on the other hand, people haven't got any genitals in heaven...
Martyn: I'd spend all day looking for a good plastic surgeon who could sew my genitals back on.
Ian: And lots of donkey's knobs.
Martyn: Why do you always have to come out with obscenities, Ian?
Glenn: I don't think the food in hell would be too great. I bet there's nothing there but MacDonald's hamburgers.
Ian: Mmmm, buggered and basted babies on bread - they're bew'iful!