human
Ha! caitiff wretch, beware! declaimed Worthington nobly.
gpt
Only across my prostrate corse shall you reach your innocent victims. Say, Charlie boy, he added in a hurried aside,
human
I didn't poke you in the eye by mistake just now, did I?
gpt
Wurra--wurra--wurra, roared Farge.
human
Never touched me, Bert, by a couple of inches--wurra.