human
Whaffer you ain't gone down dey? inquired Tasma Tid.
gpt
Ef you kin come dis-a way, you kin go down dey.
human
I was obliged to come here,
gpt
Shoo! dem fib roll out lak dey been had grease on top um, exclaimed Tasma Tid derisively.
human
Who been ax you fer come by dis way? 'Tis-a we house, dis. You better go, Misser Gable; go by dat place wey Honey Nan live, an' look in de blin' wey you see dat Misser Frank, and dat Misser Paul Tomlin, an' watch um how dee kin make love. Maybe you kin fin' out how fer make love you'se'f.
gpt
No, Tiddy Me Tas--no love-making for me. I'm either too old or too young, I forget which.