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All the Colours 141: ‘Who gives a shit any more?’.at give a shit, v.
All the Colours 141: ‘Who gives a shit any more?’. All the Colours 136: They told you fuck all.at fuck all, n.
All the Colours 11: Rumours and smears and did-you-hear-the-one-about so-and-so.at so-and-so, n.
All the Colours 293: ‘How do [you] like them apples, Mr Lyons?’.at how do you like them apples?, phr.
All the Colours 123: Fucking arse-piece!’ He [...] gave the finger [...] to a minicab that cut us up.at arsepiece (n.) under arse, n.
All the Colours 120: ‘[F]irst of the day’ my arse.at my arse! (excl.) under arse, n.
All the Colours 17: ‘It’s not your arse he’ll be canning’.at arse, n.
All the Colours 89: [The] stink of slops and stale baccy, pish, disinfectant.at bacca, n.
All the Colours 200: I could have used a drink. A ball of Bush, a pint of stout.at ball, n.2
All the Colours 31: ‘He’s dead, Gerry.’ ‘Bollocks’.at ballocks!, excl.
All the Colours 189: ‘Don’t lie down to her, Norman [...] show a bit of balls, that’s all. What can she do?’.at balls, n.
All the Colours 261: [T]he universal who-me shrug of the bang-to-rights busted.at bang to rights (adv.) under bang, adv.
All the Colours 320: Maitland stays alive and out of the Bar-L.at Bar L, n.
All the Colours 145: ‘I’ll bell you later’.at bell, v.
All the Colours 188: The bevvy flowed.at bevvy, n.
All the Colours 115: I only met him once – bigfooted him, in fact [...] When a story grows [...] a paper wants its own guy on the case [...] and the stringer gets bumped.at bigfoot (v.) under big, adj.
All the Colours 171: ‘It’s no biggie [...] It’s not a problem’.at biggie, n.
All the Colours 310: ‘You’re stood there with your pint and [...] then, bingo, your brains are on the pavement’.at bingo!, excl.
All the Colours 185: ‘I once saw a lassie near there, chained to the railings. Shaven head, the full bit’.at bit, n.1
All the Colours 84: ‘Hey, he looks like a pimp now [...] We’re his bitches’.at bitch, n.1
All the Colours 101: The Blacknecks were tight, Blacknecks never talked.at Blackneck, n.
All the Colours 308: [T]his blowhard at the bar starts riding the guy, cracking funnies.at blowhard, n.1
All the Colours 196: He was booting my guts.at boot, v.1
All the Colours 113: The Crown Liquor Saloon. The one Belfast boozer that everyone knows.at boozer, n.
All the Colours 110: [A] bracer at my elbow.at bracer, n.1
All the Colours 116: He asked a few no-brainers.at no-brainer, n.
All the Colours 190: ‘He’d brass it out. He never said it anyway’.at brass it out (v.) under brass, n.1
All the Colours 115: [D]riving Yanks and Brits around.at Brit, n.
All the Colours 301: [T]he story was bullshit. It was a bullshit story.at bullshit, adj.
All the Colours 301: [T]he story was bullshit. It was a bullshit story.at bullshit, n.
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