text_original: Kennybol looked at Guidon, winked his left eye, smacked his lips, and clapped his friend on the shoulder with that triumphant exclamation which so often escapes us when we are satisfied with our own penetration, — " I thought as much
text_transcription: CANNYBALL LOOKED AT GOLDON WINKED HIS LEFT EYE SMACKED HIS LIPS AND CLAPPED HIS FRIEND ON THE SHOULDER WITH THAT TRIUMPHANT EXCLAMATION WHICH SO OFTEN ESCAPES US WHEN WE ARE SATISFIED WITH OUR OWN PENETRATION I THOUGHT AS MUCH
phonemes: kˈɛnɪbˌɑːl lˈʊkt æt ɡˈaɪdɑːn, wˈɪŋkt hɪz lˈɛft ˈaɪ, smˈækt hɪz lˈɪps, ænd klˈæpt hɪz fɹˈɛnd ɔnðə ʃˈoʊldɚ wɪð ðæt tɹaɪˈʌmfənt ɛksklɐmˈeɪʃən wˌɪtʃ sˌoʊ ˈɔfən ɛskˈeɪps ˌʌs wɛn wiː ɑːɹ sˈæɾɪsfˌaɪd wɪð ˌaʊɚɹ ˈoʊn pˌɛnɪtɹˈeɪʃən, — " aɪ θˈɔːt æz mˈʌtʃ