Shamelessly lifted from somewhere on the web;
I think what's so funny about the A&M sketch is that the stilted expositary complete-sentence dialog in films like Reach For The Sky that would usually emanate from Kenneth More and co is just as false in a different way to the yoof urban street talk with which they've replaced it.
And somehow the casualness with which More's Barder (sic) treats the death maiming and destruction he's involved with and injured by is completely in tune with the no-**** sentiment of the wannabe-cool sprogs they're mimicing.