human
Ah doan' want tuh be erroun' if dar's goin' tuh be any shootin', palpitated Uncle Tom, rolling out of the tonneau with more haste than grace.
gpt
Ah used tuh be a reg'lar fire-eatah, en mah youngah days, but Ah dun kinder got ovah hit. Topsy, yo' an' Miss 'Liza come right along wif me, dis instinct. We'll go off whah dar's er safe place fo' me tuh do mah mascottin' fo' Motah Matt.