human
Kin we climb daown outen this tree naow, partner? asked Perk, after he could no longer discern any further sign of the badly singed king of the mountain valleys;
gpt
I'll be tickled pink to be able to stretch my legs a bit, seein' they're so stiff an' sore; but it shore was too bad 'bout losin' my precious snake pizen cure--hopes we aint a goin' to need it any time, that's all.