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It (1987) 21: What an a-hole you are [...] Nothing but a great big brown a-hole, that’s you.at a-hole, n.
It (1987) 21: What an a-hole you are [...] Nothing but a great big brown a-hole, that’s you. It (1987) 272: And when the A was finally running, he’d say that next year he was going to trade it for a Chevrolet.at A, n.1
It (1987) 807: They’ll come and take you away and put you into the fucking-A loonybin.at fucking-A, adj.
It (1987) 203: I don’t give a red fuck what you do. Got it?at not give a fuck, v.
It (1987) 868: The whores turned tricks all night long.at turn a trick, v.2
It (1987) 518: I know when I’ve been aced.at ace, v.
It (1987) 234: It was an ammo dump.at ammo, n.
It (1987) 204: Ben felt a species of bewildered relief, thinking it had all been nothing but make-believe – a little shuck-and-jive.at shuck and jive, n.
It (1987) 907: You nigger boogie night-fighter jungle-bunny apeman coon!at ape, n.
It (1987) 37: He was up to his tits in bills and there was no way he could see out of the red ink.at up to one’s armpits under armpit, n.
It (1987) 344: Even when he was the werewolf he still had a sort of a duck’s ass haircut.at duck’s arse, n.
It (1987) 34: I ought to make you eat that hat, you fucking ass-bandit!at arse bandit, n.
It (1987) 928: He’s just as dead as a fencepost.at dead as..., adj.
It (1987) 84: That’s what happened, just as sure as shit runs downhill from a privy.at sure as shit under sure as..., phr.
It (1987) 96: He would go in style, and with no pain-in-the-ass client sitting in the back seat.at pain-in-the-ass, adj.
It (1987) 214: ‘Suckass,’ Henry Bowers remarked under his breath.at suck-ass, n.
It (1987) 670: We’ll [...] strip him bareass and throw his clothes down into the Barrens.at bare-ass, adj.
It (1987) 79: One of ya fag friends gonna give you a bee jay?at b.j., n.
It (1987) 85: Call an ambulance, my ass. He drinks this baby and I’ll be calling Parker and Waters in Swedholm for their funeral hack.at baby, n.
It (1987) 50: Along come these three pusholes in their engineer boots and they steal his life.at pus-bag, n.
It (1987) 868: So that was Derry [...] all boom and balling.at balling, n.
It (1987) 82: In he had ambled, wearing jeans and a GO ’BAMA tee-shirt.at Bama, n.
It (1987) 332: You better call your house [...] So your f-folks don’t go b-b-bananas.at bananas, adj.
It (1987) 518: Your days of gaily going in bareback with no questions asked have temporarily come to an end.at bareback, adv.
It (1987) 868: The other members of the Board are the descendants of lumber barons.at baron, n.
It (1987) 347: It may just be the barrel I have you over. Wot-wot?at have someone over a barrel (v.) under barrel, n.1
It (1987) 454: The stuff you could get in town was ten times as good as the rotgut whiskey and bathtub gin you could get at the white boys’ NCO.at bathtub hooch (n.) under bathtub, n.
It (1987) 706: Sure and begorrah, it’s that black feller again!at begorra!, excl.
It (1987) 518: She was laughing the way I always used to laugh with you guys, like somebody had told her the world’s biggest bellybuster.at belly-buster (n.) under belly, n.
It (1987) 686: You hit me from behind, yellowbelly! [...] You fuckin dirtyfighter!at yellow belly, n.
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