1988 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 174: [of a woman] ‘It takes balls for a chick to propose to a guy’.at balls, n.
1988 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 286: ‘Peewee, we get the direction of the voices, then go the other way.’ ‘Bet!’.at bet!, excl.
1988 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 208: The medic [...] started wiping my face. The corners of my mouth. ‘How you doing, big guy?’.at big guy (n.) under big, adj.
1988 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 273: ‘Sucker get through a calendar, you ought to give it to him [...] You got to like a man make it through a whole calendar over here’.at calendar, n.
1988 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 113: [of an M-60 machine gun] Johnson had the pig, the big sixty, the heavy ’chine.at ’chine, n.
1988 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 184: We were all jumpy [...] we couldn’t get down. We had been shooting and screaming and scared that somebody, that something, was going to kill us. We just couldn’t get down that easily.at come down, v.3
1988 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 298: ‘[We] saw the whole damn Cong army coming at us. The way we figured we had to split or die right there. [...] Johnson wanted to go down right there’.at go down, v.
1988 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 101: ‘He got drafted four years ago, but he changed his name and stayed low’.at low, adj.
1988 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 5: The only reason I was going [to Vietnam] anyway was because of a paperwork mess up.at mess-up, n.
1988 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 47: [He] thought he might have lost his comb there. He went into the hooch to look for his pick.at pick, n.1
1988 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 177: Walowick was a rock, a fucking rock, and he had freaked out.at rock, n.
1988 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 153: Kenny loved her straight up and down. He didn’t see any faults in her.at straight up, adv.
1988 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 282: Lobel was just about holding it together. We had to get him back [...] [l]et him get the knots out of his nerves .at keep it together (v.) under together, adj.
1988 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 5: ‘[T]he worst thing that’ll happen to you is that you catch a social disease in downtown Saigon that’ll rot your twinkie off’.at twinkie, n.
1989 W.D. Myers Fallen Angels 125: ‘Okay, let’s hit it!’ he said. We were starting off. Backing out of the village toward the pickup zone.at hit it, v.