1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 20: ‘Chubbarow, Abie! [...] Leave the pore bleeder alone’.at Abie, n.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 136: ‘Fice ’urt w’ere old Ishkabibble pushed it?’.at Abie Kabibble, n.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 22: ‘You wretched, half-sized, measle-brained little abortion!’.at abortion, n.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 19: Hon all sides, wot did the soldjers see? ’Y, sweet Fanny Adams!at sweet Fanny Adams, n.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 129: ‘Nothing over there?’ [...] ‘Fanny Adams! ’cept sand’.at fanny adams, n.2
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 118: ‘A bleedin’ ketch-as-ketch-can huggin’-party with a lot of all-me-eye rules made up on the spot’.at all my eye, phr.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 41: ‘You shut y’r north [...] You’re an iggerunt bum’.at north (and south), n.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 138: ‘Wot the stinkin’ ’ell’s the good of gettin’ pipped an’ leavin’ the old trouble to fend for ’erself an’ the boy?’’.at trouble and strife, n.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 95: ‘Don’ go so bald-headed at it, you sailor!’.at bald-headed, adv.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 231: Can’t be much longer now . . . An’ then the balloon goes up’.at when the balloon goes up under balloon, n.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 45: ‘They all [...] wants licenshus detail [...] Bibis, bibis, an’ more bibis’’.at bebee, n.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 71: [of a dead soldier] ‘Why the — hell [...] should he click before a — like that choot of a Jew-boy, or that tin-faced Bible-thrasher?’.at bible-basher (n.) under bible, n.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 136: ‘If we on’y had some rum I’d make yer blind. Do yer an ’elluva lot of good’.at blind, adj.1
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 164: ‘I got four blood-spitters an’ ’bout a halfounce o’ twist’.at blood spitter (n.) under blood, n.1
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 105: ‘’E may be a bleedin’ Buckle, but ’e can scrap’.at buckle my shoe, n.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 198: ‘Buddoo in front; bloodthirsty bughouse wallah in the rea . . . Nice party we’re havin’’.at bughouse, adj.1
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 92: Strike me a flarin’ ruby . . . ’E’s bugs . . . abserlootely moost!’.at bugs, adj.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 41: ‘You shut y’r north [...] You’re an iggerunt bum’.at bum, n.3
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 42: ‘That lead confetti you buzz out of cane-handled shovels . . . it stings like rain in hell’.at buzz, v.3
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 85: ‘So can it, Israel! ’F yer must spout, do it in yer tit-fer’.at can, v.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 72: ‘There was some that said she was chee-chee [...] She thought her gran was a Chink . . . that’s all’.at chee-chee, adj.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 39: ‘Shert up! [...] We’ve chewed the bleedin’ rag abaht it all the bleedin’ day’.at chew the rag, v.
1927 (con. WW1) P. MacDonald Patrol 72: ‘There was some that said she was chee-chee [...] She thought her gran was a Chink . . . that’s all’.at Chink, n.