Boy, you gotta be mo’ specificker. How do you expec’ me to answer you when you ain’t, to be exac’, asked me nothin’ yet?

Damn waste of time, he always said of the convention. Nothin but drinkin and wimmin, and none of the wimmin even worth lookin at, let alone that other thing.

Come, thick Night, And pall thee in the dunneſt ſmoake of Hell, That my keene Knife ſee not the Wound it makes, Nor Heauen peepe through the Blanket of the darke, To cry, hold, hold.

The radix complement of 01100101_2 is 10011011_2.