"I kilt a snake an' I'm HUNGRY!" "Good gorry!" swore Step-and-a-Half, and whipped out his six-shooter and fired three shots into the air.
Footsteps came scurrying.

Buddy's mother swept him into her arms, laughing with a little whimpering sound of tears in the laughter.

Buddy wriggled protestingly in her arms.
"L'kout! Y' all SKUCSH 'im! I got a HAWN-toe; wight here." He patted his chest gloatingly.

"An' I got a snake.

I kilt 'im.