The Mighty Boosh2003

Vince Noir:
Come on, Howard, let's go, the egg's not 'round here.

Howard Moon:
Stop tugging me mink! I'm not going anywhere. The egg is around here, I can sense it.

Vince Noir:
Did you say mink? That's not very P.C. it? You're supposed to be a zookeeper.

Howard Moon:
This is the arctic, Vince. Different rules apply out here, you know? It's kill or be killed.

Vince Noir:
What, by a mink?

Howard Moon:
They get very big out here, the mink.

[gesturing at floor-length mink coat]

Howard Moon:
This is just one mink, this whole outfit. It's true.

Vince Noir:
No way! I read a pamphlet.

Howard Moon:
So? I once looked at a hedge. What's your point?

Vince Noir:
It was a mink pamphlet. "Minky Monthly". There were loads of them on the front. It said in there that it takes about ninety mink to make a small ladies' glove.

Howard Moon:
That's 'cause they're really crap at sewing.