human
Hurrah; you've finished the baste, I hope,
gpt
I'd somehow or other missed a couple of pigs, when I caught sight of this big fellow taking a snooze in the sun. I was creeping up to him, when he opened his wicked eyes, and if I hadn't taken to my heels he would have had his tusks through and through me. At last I stopped behind a free and gave him a shot; but he didn't mind it at all, at all, by reason that the bullet flew over his head, and I had again to run for it. However, `All's well that ends well,' and, sure, we will be having him for supper, with the greatest pleasure in the world.