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‘A Coupla Scalped Indians’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 271: What you doing messing ’round in my yard?at mess about, v.
‘A Coupla Scalped Indians’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 271: What you doing messing ’round in my yard? ‘A Coupla Scalped Indians’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 270: [to a dog] Eat it, you buzzard.at buzzard, n.
‘A Coupla Scalped Indians’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 268: He’s choosing ’em [...] offering to fight ’em.at choose (out), v.
‘A Coupla Scalped Indians’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 269: Here, you ’gator mouthed egg-sucker.at gator-faced (adj.) under gator, n.2
‘A Coupla Scalped Indians’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 265: Me go make heap much pow-wow at stinkydog carnival.at heap, adv.
‘A Coupla Scalped Indians’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 268: We gotta stop cussing and playing the dozens if we’re going to be boy scouts. Those white boys don’t play that mess.at mess, n.2
‘A Coupla Scalped Indians’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 264: Mister Know-it-all Buster challenged me.at Mr, n.
‘A Coupla Scalped Indians’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 267: ‘Let’s step on the gas!’ The scene danced below us as we ran.at step on the gas (v.) under step on, v.
‘A Coupla Scalped Indians’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 266: I bet with them she could work up some outrageous spells!at outrageous, adj.
‘A Coupla Scalped Indians’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 268: Man, the white folks know what that fool is signifying on that horn, they’d run him clear out of the world.at signify, v.
‘A Coupla Scalped Indians’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 264: We coulda barbecued a damn elephant while we was waiting for a tough sucker like that to get done.at sucker, n.3
‘Just Like A Tree’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 194: I mean these studs are ’way out. I mean like ’way back there.at way back, phr.
‘The Convert’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 161: ‘They say you are going to chicken out, Papa.’ ‘Chicken out? What that mean?’ ‘They’re betting you’ll “Tom”.’.at tom, v.
‘Just Like A Tree’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 196: Mama [...] done whop me on the leg with Daddy belt.at whop, v.
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 303: By now, two-three other hipsters have also eased in, all planning to cop a beg since it was evident that Logan X was pretty clean and just might be open to said beg.at cop a beg (v.) under cop a..., v.
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 304: I was running from the Man [...] Hauling ass, man.at haul ass, v.
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 308: When a cat gives a bagman dough, he loses everything if the bagman gets copped.at bagman, n.
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 303: He was a booster downtown [...]. Could steal ten-twelve vines in one go round. Sometimes he’d let me cop a V or a Benny for nothing. [Ibid.] 304: Let me cop a Benny Franklin until my whore brings me some dough.at Ben Franklin, n.
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 302: Mac sat quiet most of the time, grunting now and then, as though in reply to Glorie’s bogue chatter.at bogue, adj.1
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 303: He was a booster downtown a little time back. Could steal ten-twelve vines in one go ’round.at booster, n.2
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 305: You sho got a niaz box, baby! [...] See how she shakes that thang?at box, n.1
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 306: He was neat from toe to stingy.at stingy-brim, n.
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 309: This doll is a champ on the sheets! She is brutal; death on sheets, man!at brutal, adj.
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 302: The stud is a maniac for broads [...] let them come, Mac’ll make them quicker than Speedy Gonzales. And they knock him out. I ain’t jiving. I mean he passes out after a bust. Out. O-U-T. Like Liston when Cassius hit him upside the head.at bust, n.
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 304: Hey, mamma, you putty thang ... shorr look foine. Come mere, let Hoim give you this buzz.at give someone a buzz (v.) under buzz, n.
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 302: Looking drugged ’cause I done blew his fast cop. He musta got there two-three seconds before I did ’cause it don’t take too long to cop Glorie.at cop, n.2
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 305: Stacked broads rushed in on the arms of stiffies straight from the cornfields; you know – them cats with the cowboy hats and ice-cream suits.at ice-cream suit (n.) under ice-cream, n.
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 304: I’m dead, brother [...] I need a dime to get some Lipton.at dead, adj.
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 309: This doll is a champ on the sheets! She is brutal; death on sheets, man!at death on, adj.
‘The Game’ in King Black Short Story Anthol. (1972) 302: I was in a mellow position. Had a joint next to her pad; could dig out the window.at dig, v.3
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