A Quote by Colin Mochrie

My god! It's a hamster with explosives taped around it's waist! — © Colin Mochrie
My god! It's a hamster with explosives taped around it's waist!
It's for the hamster that I'm gonna buy! This is so perfect! (after opening a hamster wheel at Christmas)
Gazzy sniffed the air. "That's explosives. It smells like Christmas!" Okay, so we've had somewhat untraditional Christmases. With explosives.
I don't know if what kids really want is a hamster. What they want is a dog. So the hamster ends up being a substitute: 'Well, would you accept this?'
My first crush was Barry Manilow. He performed on TV and I taped it. When no was around I'd kiss the screen.
My first crush was Barry Manilow. He performed on TV and I taped it. When no one was around I'd kiss the screen.
The goal is to have a belt around my waist.
It's hard for people to get their hands around fame, because it's heady stuff, and you have to look at it as being dangerous explosives, and you have to handle it with care.
I did as many takes as I could, naked from the waist down, ... If I was framed from anywhere above the waist, I would always just like to hang it out.
Eighteen months ago I weighed 95kg and had a 40-inch waist. Now the waist is down to 34 inches and I weigh nearly 98kg.
One of my producers said this business is like a hamster on that little wheel thing that goes around and around. You may have a great day and get great ratings, but then you've got another show to do - whatever moment of success or happiness you have you've got to keep grinding it out for the next day.
I'm in my 60s now, and just running almost 50 meters with explosives going on, it was kind of like, "Oh, my god! What am I doing here?"
Golfers find it a very trying matter to turn at the waist, more particularly if they have a lot of waist to turn
The word arse is as much god as the word face. It must be so, otherwise you cut off your god at the waist.
He's just a little unbalanced and lonely." He put his arms around my waist, frowning. "Can't he be lonely and unbalanced around someone else's girlfriend?" "I'll suggest it.
Shh,” I say. “Arms around me.” Obediently, he slips both arms around my waist. I smile at the wall. I am not enjoying this. I am not, not even a little bit, no.
I have made bouquets of pleats, bouquets of flowers, bouquets of ruffles, bouquets of feathers. Often I design in mousseline, held tightly around the waist, and with something else going on all around.
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