human
Buon soldato Va alia guerra, Mangia male, Dorme in terra. Uno, due-- Buon soldato Va--
gpt
You lose,
human
My poor boys!
gpt
This is the time, Francis, your poor boys don’t get my money. I get your snuff.
human
Ah, Sugar, Sugar! You ruin us. The little Skye sitting fast, looked innocently and affectionately up at his distressed master.
gpt
Why, demanded the crestfallen Francis,
human
Sugar is like me, suggested Kimberly lazily,