Ach, you bedt.
Sieben yahr I hef bei der rench ge-stopped; yais, sir.

Efery oder sohn-of-a-guhn bei der plaice ged der sach bud me.

Eh?
Wat you tink von dose ting ?" "I think that's a crazy-looking monkey-wrench you've got there," observed Annixter, glancing at the instrument in Hooven's hand.
"Ach, dot wrainch," returned Hooven.

"Soh! Wail, I tell you dose ting now whair I got 'em.

Say, you see dot wrainch.