Mr. Pronoun: Never mind that, my lad. I wish to complain about this deceased sketch what I purchased not half an hour ago from this very boutique.
Loner: Oh yes, the, uh, the Dead Parrot Sketch...What's,uh...What's wrong with it?
Mr. Pronoun: I'll tell you what's wrong with it, my lad. 'E's nearly dead, that's what's wrong with it!
Loner: No, no, 'e's uh,...he's resting.
Mr. Pronoun: Look, matey, I know a nearly-dead, Dead Parrot Sketch when I see one, and I'm looking at one right now.
Loner: No no he's not dead, he's, he's restin'! Remarkable sketch, the Dead Parrot, isn't, eh? Beautiful language!
Mr. Pronoun: The language don't enter into it. It's nearly stone dead, as an iconic cultural motif.
Loner: Nononono, no, no! 'E's resting!