human
Goat
gpt
Goat
human
Robinson Crusoe's
gpt
S.O.S.
human
Crusoe Mystery
gpt
Sweating
human
Something Happens
gpt
Mystery
human
Now, fellows, what are we goin' to do this vacation? demanded Cub Perry as he leaned back in his upholstered reed rocker and hoisted his size 8 shoes onto the foot of his bedstead.
gpt
School's all over, we've all passed our exams, and now we've got a long vacation before us with nothing to do. It's up to yo-uns to map out a program.
human
Why can't you help map it out? asked Bud Taylor with something of a challenge in his voice.
gpt
You always have the last word?
human
Cub's the dictator of our outfit, and we do the work, that's why, declared Hal Stone.
gpt
We always have to listen to him, you know that, Bud. So what's the use o' kickin'?
human
Oh, I'm not kickin', Bud replied.
gpt
It's no use. Cub 'u'd drown us out with his voice if we hollered. You know you made 'im admit once that noise was the only thing that 'u'd convince him.
human
You c'n change that now and call it static instead of noise since we've all become radio experts,
gpt
Ha, ha,
human
Tee-hee,