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Midnight Examiner (1990) 182: Do you suppose baloney makes the princess star in beaver flicks?at beaver, n.1
Midnight Examiner (1990) 182: Do you suppose baloney makes the princess star in beaver flicks? Midnight Examiner (1990) 86: This city is on the verge of chaos. You call an ambulance and what do you get? Bupkis.at bupkes, n.
Midnight Examiner (1990) 14: Christ, I’m cranked up this morning [...] I feel like I could jump over a building.at cranked up, adj.
Midnight Examiner (1990) 100: ‘Joey go bang bang.’ Regressing still further, the little goombah at play.at goombah, n.
Midnight Examiner (1990) 41: Terrorists driving cabs these days. Middle East greasers.at greaser, n.1
Midnight Examiner (1990) 41: Bunch of ragheads. They don’t drive a civilized cab.at rag-head, n.
Midnight Examiner (1990) 191: I tried to always stay bouncy and bright. Well, horsefeathers on that! Do you hear me? Horsefeathers on it.at horsefeathers, n.
Midnight Examiner (1990) 135: If only the bastards would accept me, my old age would be assured. [...] Three hots and a cot, my own little cell, and Gregorian chants.at three hots and a cot (n.) under hot, n.
Midnight Examiner (1990) 84: I was just trying to scare him but the gun went off [...] You know how klutzy I am.at klutzy, adj.
Midnight Examiner (1990) 13: The strapless brassiere people are reliable [...] But these other momsers ...at momser, n.
Midnight Examiner (1990) 172: Howard, Mother has made a tragic discovery. I’ve spent my life in the wrong profession.at mother, n.
Midnight Examiner (1990) 90: If that little nafka shot Tony Baloney, the ball game’s already over.at nafka, n.
Midnight Examiner (1990) 100: Whatta we do with these holdupniks now that we’ve got them?at -nik, sfx
Midnight Examiner (1990) 14: Ever think of planking her?at plank, v.
Midnight Examiner (1990) 41: Eat your socks, you shitbag!at shitbag (n.) under shit, n.
Midnight Examiner (1990) 13: Bust Creme [...] It turned a woman’s ta-tas green.at ta-tas, n.2
Midnight Examiner (1990) 100: How had this innocent child [...] come to be sitting on the floor of a tit publisher with a dart sticking through his nose?at tit, adj.1
Midnight Examiner (1990) 67: She’d left her war paint off and had the same bald, surprised look around her eyes.at war-paint (n.) under war, n.
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