human
Bob, here's some bread if you want it, and Bob would reply,
gpt
Dick, I don't want to take it if you need it, and Dick would answer,
human
Bob, I've told you a thousand times that I wouldn't give you anything that I wanted,
gpt
O, said he,
human
Jim, if I ever get home again I am going to have one dinner of 'possum and 'taters if it kills me. But it was left to the epicurean taste of John Henry Casey to reach the acme of these unsatisfied longings when, recognizing the value of quantity as well as quality he declared that nothing less would satisfy him than