1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 98: I had more action than ever before. Chicks coming and going.at action, n.
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 9: Every member of the platoon was called in and grilled by a team of hard-ass captains.at hard-ass, adj.
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 160: You are the motherfucker who’s busting ass – and hey! who is collecting? I tell you, it’s that fat-ass ex-wife.at bust ass under ass, n.
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 4: Your ass is had, if you do that.at have someone’s ass under ass, n.
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 183: How were you supposed to make any sense out of this crazy-ass shit called life?at crazy-ass, adj.
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 81: I had forgotten how frightening someone like Bobby Dean Steele, who had been copping an attitude of late, wearing an Afro and a pair of black gloves, must have seemed to people like them.at cop an attitude (v.) under attitude, n.
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 11: After the usual what’s-been-happening? b.s., he got down to business.at b.s., n.
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 187: Had she been more like that little banty red rooster, had she been a real go-getter ... Well – it was all but over now.at banty, adj.
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 122: I’m a walking basket case, Dana.at basket case (n.) under basket, n.1
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 90: Waiting for contact. She looks up once or twice and then, bingo! She gives me the look.at bingo!, excl.
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 83: A Marine in a beatup T-bird pulled over to the bus stop.at T-bird, n.
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 131: J.Z. was a tit man and [...] his big bitch was the fact that my mother breast-fed me, causing hers to soften up.at bitch, n.1
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 141: It’s not a bad job. I’m the best trauma ‘blade’ in the city.at blade, n.
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 83: I was a real Marine, not some rear-echelon blowhard.at blowhard, n.1
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 85: This fucking Ford has got a blower on the engine and it can boogie.at boogie, v.
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 131: He [...] thought he was going to win the heavyweight title at the age of thirty-two, screw a bunch of bleach-bottle blondes, and drive around in a brand-new Cadillac all the time.at bottle blond(e) (n.) under bottle, n.1
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 166: Geez! Give me a break!at give me a break! (excl.) under break, n.1
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 146: Window had a bubble butt and short feet.at bubblebutt (n.) under bubble, n.1
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 119: Neither of us likes to think of these details and instead we make love – bum fucks for bothe of us.at bumfuck, n.
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 125: The whole idea of labor and childbirth sounds like a total bummer.at bummer, n.4
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 41: The enemy was waiting for us [...] Charles began firing rockets at the choppers. [Ibid.] 43: In spite of the density of the jungle, Charley was everywhere.at Charlie, n.
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 70: I begged Thorazine from the guys who used to cheek it and then spit it out after meds were issued.at cheek, v.2
1993 T. Jones Pugilist at Rest 228: It will put the chill on him before he ever climbs into the ring.at put the chill on (v.) under chill, n.