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Mad Cows 204: Make like de snake’s willy and lie low.at make like (a)..., v.
Mad Cows 204: Make like de snake’s willy and lie low. Mad Cows 93: Shit a brick, Alex! Maddy panicked.at shit a brick!, excl.
Mad Cows 237: Ignoring the wineglass Gillian offered, she seized the bottle, chug-a-lugging.at chug-a-lug, v.
Mad Cows 18: If you’d just cut the bollocks, come across and give us some names, we could do a deal.at come across, v.
Mad Cows 143: When it came to life’s experiences Maddy was a shop-aholic.at -aholic, sfx
Mad Cows 19: How do we know that’s not a load of old pony?at pony (and trap), n.
Mad Cows 119: You’re parallel parking [...] A team cream. You’re having a bloody affair! Cassells lost her bottle. Came back. Grabbed him. Then had it on her toes.at lose one’s bottle (v.) under bottle (and glass), n.
Mad Cows 4: Crying in agony from [...] mastitis, constipation, haemorrhoids — or ‘bottom grapes’ as her friend Gillian so quaintly called them.at arse-grapes (n.) under arse, n.
Mad Cows 25: So, shall we play Mr Wobbly Hides His Helmet? at play Mr Wobbly hides his helmet (v.) under play (at)..., v.
Mad Cows 67: ‘Atta girl!’ Mamma Joy enthused.at attaboy!, excl.
Mad Cows 122: Twenty-something ‘away day’ girls exclaiming with vivacious insincerity.at awayday girl, n.
Mad Cows 217: Apparently he’s got a beef bayonet which could double as a draught excluder.at beef bayonet (n.) under beef, n.1
Mad Cows 281: Bristoe — he’s the galley-hag, the ginger-beer — engineer.at ginger beer, n.
Mad Cows 24: The Bill have got their nuts in a knot over LA-style ‘girlz’n’hood’ gangs.at Bill, the, n.
Mad Cows 215: Every time I get a handle on this mothering bizzo, the training manual seems to get revised.at bizzo, n.
Mad Cows 244: Me and this rock are just about to bludge the bus fare to the Thames.at bludge, v.
Mad Cows 269: The New Zealand niece’s plain impudent face lit up. ‘Brill.’.at brill!, excl.
Mad Cows 123: Sushi Socialists who dwelt in the stellar realms of London’s Celebritocracy.at champagne socialist (n.) under champagne, n.
Mad Cows 88: Maddy watched the chemise-lifter execute her caricatured saunter out of the frame and back to her cell.at chemise-lifter, n.
Mad Cows 14: The clapped-out desk sergeant looked up from his notes.at clapped(-out), adj.
Mad Cows 5: All those months of cerebral hibernation and hormonal collywobbles.at collywobbles, n.
Mad Cows 234: Some people get all the breaks — County Mounties behind and the Pooh Decapitator in front.at county mountie (n.) under county, adj.
Mad Cows 114: Been a bit crook in the guts. [Ibid.] 198: Hey, come on now. Don’t cry. Mummy didn’t mean to go crook at you.at crook, adj.
Mad Cows 272: Reminding them to crutch some dope on visiting days.at crutch, v.
Mad Cows 18: If you’d just cut the bollocks, come across and give us some names, we could do a deal.at cut, v.4
Mad Cows 110: Taught to ensnare ‘saccharine daddies’ (i.e. sugar daddies without the sex).at sugar daddy, n.
Mad Cows 140: Do you always behave like such a fucking deadshit when a friend’s in trouble?at dead shit (n.) under dead, adj.
Mad Cows 234: You’re nicked, dillbrain.at dillbrain (n.) under dill, n.1
Mad Cows 16: What’s the name of your gang leader? How many dips are you doing a day?at dip, n.1
Mad Cows 13: Life had just handed them a one-way ticket: destination — deep doo-doo.at do-do, n.1
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