A Quote by Ant McPartlin

I'm just known as Ant and Dec, even when I'm on my own. — © Ant McPartlin
I'm just known as Ant and Dec, even when I'm on my own.
You know what, my new mantra is this: ANT AND DEC. Ant and Dec. I might get their names tattooed on each wrist. Because they smile, and they never complain, and it seems to work for them and I wish I could be more like that.
The first meaningful friendship moment we had was when Ant sent me a Fred Flintstone Christmas card and it said, 'To Dec from Ant, have a yabba dabba do Christmas.'
They say Ant and Dec are a double act, but they are just presenters. They read off an Autocue and they don't do gags, so that doesn't count.
Working with Ant and Dec is so surreal.
I'm just meeting amazing people. I'll go into a meeting with Ant and Dec and just be like, 'This is my life?'
I'm a big fan of Ant and Dec, I think they're excellent presenters.
Ant and Dec seemed a natural name for us - it was just how people referred to us, cos we were always together. I've never resented the fact that his name comes first.
Well, I think Ant and Dec clearly liked me because 'Saturday Night Takeaway' is basically 'Noel's House Party.'
Ant & Dec have always nicked stuff off us. We met their writers, they said they just trawl our stuff and adapt it. The problem is they're a lot bigger than us, so people think we're copying them.
We had one big album and we started working on the 'Ant and Dec Show' and we had a really good time.
It's not only teenagers who think they look good in pre-holed jeans, and I doubt it's only the superannuated who are amused by Ant and Dec.
We sat down and talked about who we liked comedy-wise, TV-wise, what made us laugh and what we enjoyed doing. So a lot of our tastes went into 'The Ant and Dec Show.'
Ant 1: So, uh, do you ever worry that your itsy little neck is just going to snap under the weight of your head? Ant 2: Stop asking me that. You ask me that, like, every five minutes. Ant 1: Sometimes I notice my antennae out of the corner of my eye and I'm all, like: AHH! Something is on me! Get it off! Get it off! Ant 2: Yeah, the antennae again. Listen, I just remembered, I have to go walk around aimlessly now.
When someone critises or disagrees with you, a small ant of hatred and antagonism is born in your heart. If you do not squash that ant at once, it might grow into a snake, or even a dragon.
Some of us have tough lives and find chocolate is a comfort and a friend. And some of us prefer a night on the sofa with Ant & Dec to hitting the gym. But whatever your excuse - and there is always an excuse - we are a nation of fatties.
Studies have shown that an ant can carry one hundred times its own weight, but there is no known limit to the lifting power of the average tiny eighty-year-old Spanish peasant grandmother.
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