“Yo, Jeeves. You an’ me, we always bin tight, right?”
“I’m not sure I follow, sir.”
“Hey man, you my homie but you gotta wise up. Dis new dude, Faulks? He gonna update us, you dig?”
“I am a gentleman’s gentleman, sir. I am neither a gardener nor a highway engineer.”
“Man, you sure can be one helluva boregasm. You gotta see what dis guy is cookin’.”
“Is it fish,sir?”
“Jeeves, ma maaan. You gotta get wid it or dis guy’s gonna have yo ass.”
“I shall of course check my room but I can assure you donkeys will be remarkable by their absence.”
“Yo not gittin’ ma drift, Jeeves. Dis is no Y2K. Yo gotta learn to talk chimp else you gonna go from butler to butt-pirate.”
“Oh I see. Very well, sir, I shall try. By the way, your Aunt Dahlia is expecting you for lunch, erm, innit.”
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