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Twenty Thousand Thieves choose

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[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 80: Dooley’s version portrayed Henry as almost in tears and begging forgiveness. ‘Like a bloody old wet hen!’.
at mopey as a wet hen, adj.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 78: ‘What a pay-book,’ he sighed. Dooley grinned. ‘Like a pak-a-poo ticket,’ he agreed.
at like a pakapoo ticket under like a..., phr.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 221: Hey, shortarse! [...] You with the pips. Show us yer face.
at short-arse, n.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 140: Left-hand track ran over a stray mine and arse-over we went.
at arse over under arse, n.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 183: Pigs to that! [...] A jack-up, that’s the shot.
at pig’s arse!, excl.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 67: ‘Every body happy?’ ‘Happy as pigs in mud,’ snarled Dooley.
at ...a pig in shit under happy as..., adj.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 117: He was a good soldier and game as Ned Kelly.
at ...Ned Kelly under game as..., adj.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 217: I feel a bit lost — thousands of miles from Aussie, foreigners everywhere.
at Aussie, n.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 55: How many bleeding Huns have you bagged.
at bag, v.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 216: You ever been bashed up by coppers?
at bash up (v.) under bash, v.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 216: Slim got a bashing and a month’s jail in 1933.
at bashing, n.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 19: ‘You beaut!’ they roared.
at you beaut! (excl.) under beaut, n.1
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 81: The Ginger Beers have laid so many mines they’ve lost trace of some of ’em.
at ginger beer, n.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 55: How many bleeding Huns have you bagged.
at bleeding, adj.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 45: One of the Second N jokers was telling me how he was showing a Ninth Divvy bloke how to prime a grenade.
at bloke, n.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 131: [I’m going to] marry a millionaire’s daughter and become a respectable bludger.
at bludger, n.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 79: I got you out of that blue at Mersa Matruh, but you’ll have to go up this time.
at blue, n.1
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 106: A provost I got into a blue with in Tel Aviv was barkin’ the orders.
at blue, n.4
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 179: There’s gonna be a blue over this.
at blue, n.4
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 141: Blokes who’ve been in Jerusalem boob reckon it’s ten times worse than Pentridge, Boggo Road and Long Bay put together.
at boob, n.1
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 106: Did that bastard bore it up me?
at bore it up (v.) under bore, v.1
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 91: The corporal [...] has to pass on the bull that the officers and sergeants hand out and take the kicks from the men when he does it.
at bull, n.6
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 13: I just couldn’t stand there any longer and listen to that bullsh.
at bullsh, n.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 90: I offered him a couple of stripes and he told me to bung them.
at bung, v.1
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 107: ‘Who’re we getting? ‘A real bastard.’ ‘Who, but?’.
at but, adv.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 189: If we get our extra beer I bet you hop in for your chop.
at chop, n.1
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 214: I was thinkin’ of going in for S.P.-ing meself when I get back to civvy street.
at civvie street (n.) under civvie, adj.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 154: Gentlemen, I require two fiddleys in the old comic cuts.
at comic cuts, n.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 175: Fancies himself, the bloody Commo.
at commo, n.
[Aus] (con. 1941) E. Lambert Twenty Thousand Thieves 91: If a corporal makes a coot of himself [...] he generally don’t last long.
at coot, n.1
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