human
Well, I thought them was bright boys, that it'd be no trouble to drill. I'd ruther break in the stoonidest lot o' hayseeds that ever breathed, rather than boys that think they know more'n I do. Now I'm goin' to have the time o' my life learnin' 'em the right face.
gpt
Now, I want every one o' you to stop talkin', gether up them scatter-fire brains o' your'n, and pay strict 'tention to every word I say--
human
Harry Joslyn, broke in Gid,
gpt
Well, you just keep off en my toes with them rockgrinders o' your'n,
human
Silence in ranks, commanded Si.
gpt
Each rank will count twos.
human
What are twos? Where are they, and how many of 'em do you want us to count?