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[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 333: Black ape! That’s what she was! Black ape! [...] That Filipina last night.
at black ape (n.) under ape, n.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 11: It’s a bastard day; I’m bastard well fed-up, and if I weren’t a bastard I don’t know how the bastard hell I could bastard well take it.
at bastard-well (adv.) under bastard, n.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 72: He’s so much brass, that one, he should be in the limey army.
at brass, n.1
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 246: Let’s bat the breeze.
at bat the breeze (v.) under breeze, n.1
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 198: ‘Then why are you burning?’ ‘He made me mad.’.
at burn, v.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 199: ‘About this man now.’ ‘Well, he really did burn my ass.’ ‘You lucky girl.’ And the giggles began.
at burn, v.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 319: You’re just jittery because we’re going back up there. The old butterflies.
at butterflies (in one’s stomach), n.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 175: Tuthill’s ruthless, fascinating hands slowly unfastening the fly buttons. ‘Come here, Adams. [...] Chow down, you bastard, chow down.’.
at chow down, v.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 330: You christly, silly, stupid, goddam fool!
at christly, adj.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 15: One crock between twelve guys? [...] there’d be nothing left for us.
at crock, n.3
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 264: Dubois had received a ‘Dear John’ from his wife.
at Dear John, n.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 310: Swell-looking dish! Boy, what gams!
at gam, n.1
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 180: They were the ‘Kissers.’ Conversation with an officer gave them a sense of prestige.
at kisser, n.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 64: Son of a bitch yourself! Don’t liar me.
at liar, v.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 72: He should be in the limey army.
at limey, adj.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 94: Apparently his wife had a kid cooking.
at have a bun in the oven (v.) under oven, n.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 269: After the war we’ll get you a damn good psyc, and if he can’t cure you, we’ll fix it so you adjust to miss all this hurt.
at psych, n.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 99: Jesus! Well they can ram their YMCA stuff. Ram it. And they know where.
at ram it! (excl.) under ram, v.1
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 263: Maybe the Army Post Office snafued again!
at s.n.a.f.u., v.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 276: You’ll be so damned scared you’ll probably shit your pants.
at shit (in) one’s pants (v.) under shit, v.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 53: He did not care if Adams was a queer or not. That was Adams’ tough shit.
at tough shit, n.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 266: He had been compelled to enlist in order to dodge what probably would have been a shotgun wedding.
at shotgun wedding, n.
[US] R. Leveridge Walk on the Water 88: If you meet a good-looking nurse, give a little shove for old Calini, will you?
at shove, n.
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