![[UK]](/static/img/flags/uk.png "United Kingdom")
Black Album 52: ‘How many d'you want?’ the kid said. ‘Three.’ The kid laid three of the bombs in his palm; Shahid popped two. ‘What d'you call these?’ Shahid asked. ‘These white ones? Leg-openers. I’ve got other sorts’.at bomb, n.
Black Album 52: ‘How many d'you want?’ the kid said. ‘Three.’ The kid laid three of the bombs in his palm; Shahid popped two. ‘What d'you call these?’ Shahid asked. ‘These white ones? Leg-openers. I’ve got other sorts’. Black Album 163: [H]e gave a guided tour of his life and work in drugs, beginning with the dazzling Es he'd had recently and [...] whether they were burgers or caps, and how they were made, imported and marketed.at burger, n.
Black Album 50: ‘Am I going to start thinking I can fly?’ ‘Why, are you buzzing?’ ‘I can’t tell’.at buzz, v.1
Black Album 195: ‘But I don't put an essay on [...] the odours of their body and everything like that — people sniffing one another’s, you know, doo-dahs.’ ‘Didn't God give us our doo-dahs?’ ‘I wouldn't put them into print!’.at doodah, n.2
Black Album 52: ‘How many d'you want?’ the kid said. ‘Three.’ The kid laid three of the bombs in his palm; Shahid popped two. ‘What d'you call these?’ Shahid asked. ‘These white ones? Leg-openers. I’ve got other sorts’.at leg-opener (n.) under leg, n.
Black Album 52: ‘I used to sort rocks, crack, you know, for Trevor’.at sort, v.
no more results