“Babe, I’m on the nut. I’m behind the eight ball. I’m one of the hatchetmen on this box job, and it’s giving me the heebie-jeebies. These mugs are saying my cut is twenty large. But if we end up squirting metal, this ain’t gonna be no three-spot. The tin men are gonna throw me in the big house until the big sleep.”
I’m somewhat ok with AI talking like the 1920s.
“Babe, I’m on the nut. I’m behind the eight ball. I’m one of the hatchetmen on this box job, and it’s giving me the heebie-jeebies. These mugs are saying my cut is twenty large. But if we end up squirting metal, this ain’t gonna be no three-spot. The tin men are gonna throw me in the big house until the big sleep.”