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You Gotta Play Hurt 279: The oily dwarf got himself fired. Yeah. Dismissed. History. Archives.at archives, n.
You Gotta Play Hurt 279: The oily dwarf got himself fired. Yeah. Dismissed. History. Archives. You Gotta Play Hurt 294: She was going ballistic in another area. No more scruffy jeans and sneakers and sweaters around the office. She had raided Bergdorf’s and bought four man-tailored suits [etc].at go ballistic (v.) under ballistic, adj.
You Gotta Play Hurt 276: ‘Boy, what a barf that fight was. Old Pork Chop mommied up to the canvas as soon as the bell rang’.at barf, n.
You Gotta Play Hurt 269: There must have been two hundred entrepreneurs milling about [...] each one wearing a gold pendant on which his name was engraved. Among the names I read on pendants: Deion, [...] Corinne, Louie, Pony, Roof Top, Bernice, Superfly.at bernice, n.
You Gotta Play Hurt 247: I wanted Bryce to know I was resigning from the bimbo business.at bimbo, n.
You Gotta Play Hurt 36: ‘I’m blimped out, man. Fondue fever’ .at blimp out (v.) under blimp, n.1
You Gotta Play Hurt 115: ‘You rascal, if you’d caught me in another life, we’d be parallel parked by now.’ ‘We called it bone dancing at Chapel Hill’.at do the bone (dance) (v.) under bone dance, n.
You Gotta Play Hurt 147: ‘[Y]ou and I both know the badge is not for you, it’s for some buddy of yours, and you’re not going to trick me again.’ Bummer, he said.at bummer!, excl.
You Gotta Play Hurt 273: ‘Draculer bad,’ the champion said. ‘Draculer was clean tonight’.at clean, adj.
You Gotta Play Hurt 269: There must have been two hundred entrepreneurs milling about [...] each one wearing a gold pendant on which his name was engraved. Among the names I read on pendants: Deion, Crank, Eddie Snow, Stardust, Hit Man, Corinne, Louie [etc].at corinne, n.
You Gotta Play Hurt 75: I nudged Boris. ‘If she hits this, it’s ice cream.’ ‘What means ice cream?’ ‘The gold,’ I said.at ice-cream, adj.
You Gotta Play Hurt 203: Theo Stoddard [...] slammed his helmet to the ground, and was kicking the Lola and having a cuss fight with his crew.at cuss fight (n.) under cuss, n.2
You Gotta Play Hurt 64: Sadly, however, the dead-game little Albanian couldn’t match his Lauberhorn feat.at dead game (adj.) under dead, adj.
You Gotta Play Hurt 267: [T]he fight manager fears that his tiger may have bet on the other guy and intends to go Dixie when the bell rings.at go Dixie (v.) under Dixie, n.
You Gotta Play Hurt 268: ‘Listen to the man,’ Pork Chop said. ‘Man talkin’ doo-doo’.at do-do, n.1
You Gotta Play Hurt 96: ‘I tell you what,’ he said. ‘Gonna be a dogfight. [...] It’s gonna be hoss on hoss, is all it is’.at dog-fight (n.) under dog, n.2
You Gotta Play Hurt 329: It was in the cards [. . .] that the Princeton donut-hole, nothing-burger, clueless dork [. . .] was going to get the managing editor’s job.at doughnut (hole) (n.) under doughnut, n.1
You Gotta Play Hurt 270: ‘Which one of these assholes are you fucking, honey?’ ‘At the moment, none of them,’ Jeannie smiled. ‘Don’t let it go to waste, hon. Your donut’s not worth a shit when you’re dead’.at doughnut, n.1
You Gotta Play Hurt 1247: ‘I’d made a donut on this economics quiz, and the professor said I could take it again’.at doughnut, n.1
You Gotta Play Hurt 43: Her [i.e. a stripper] main prop on stage was a Honda motorcycle. The engine mysteriously cranked up on its own each time Heike went down on the gas cap or dry-fucked the rear fender.at dry fuck, v.
You Gotta Play Hurt 276: ‘Dad, you will be happy to hear I am dumping on the pyramids [i.e. a course in archaeology]. I have decided to stick in there and get a business degree’.at dump on, v.1
You Gotta Play Hurt 168: [of sexual intercourse] ‘Let’s cut the shit,’ MIcki said. ‘Who wants to get fixed up first?’ .at fixed up, adj.
You Gotta Play Hurt 271: ‘Good to see you! I want you to promise me you’ll come to Palm Springs, sweetie. We’ll have an old-fashioned fuck-a-thon’ .at fuckathon (n.) under fuck, v.
You Gotta Play Hurt 273: ‘Draculer was clean tonight. Draculer be illin’, you know? Draculer strike like lightnin’’ .at illing, adj.
You Gotta Play Hurt 36: ‘Hey man, what it is?’ ‘Raclette and fondue.’ ‘I’m blimped out, man. Fondue fever’.at what it is?, phr.
You Gotta Play Hurt 263: ‘But, oh, bubba, the money.’ ‘Tubular,’ Shag Monti said. ‘Go for the jing, man’ .at jing, n.1
You Gotta Play Hurt 100: ‘We’ll creep some brews and get lathered’.at lathered, adj.
You Gotta Play Hurt 227: ‘Looks like you’ll play Ursula Kutcher.’ ‘Wow, right.’ ‘What do you think about that?’ ‘She’s a ledge.’ ‘A what?’ ‘She’s a legend’.at ledge, n.
You Gotta Play Hurt 300: I limoed out to the pro game on Sunday.at limo, v.
You Gotta Play Hurt 68: [T]here was no such thing as a good cocktail party unless you arrived conversantly drunk or pharmaceutically lit.at lit (up), adj.
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