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(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 147: A po’-ass cracker too dumb to pour piss out of a boot.at not have enough sense to pour piss out of a boot, v.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 147: A po’-ass cracker too dumb to pour piss out of a boot. (con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 149: Them ol’ rednecks [...] jump on them ol’ raggedy-assed trucks some of ’em got.at ragged-arsed, adj.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 9: Don’t get your ass up on your shoulders just ’cause you’re shit-colored.at get one’s ass on one’s shoulder(s) under ass, n.
The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 14: When it was all over, those who had tarried faithfully on the moaner’s bench until they finally got religion were marched down to the river and baptized.at moaner’s bench, n.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 7: I’ll [...] bumble out your nose like a booger!at booger, n.1
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 2: Ain’ gon’ be no boogie-woogiein’ here [...] This is a decent Christian establishment.at boogie-woogie, v.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 49: ‘She got to have a whole lot of poontang,’ he said aloud, ‘’cause she got a whole lot of box to tote it in.’ All ass and no class, he mused.at box, n.1
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 150: Joe Poole look at Vernon’s private parts an’ [...] [h]e poke Vernon’s business with his rifle barrel.at business, n.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 151: Vernon steady bustin’ caps up they ass with ol’ Hargis’s thirty-nought-thirty.at bust a cap (v.) under cap, n.2
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 17: If someone made an embarrassing faux pas, would he tell him that he had just ‘cut a hog’?at cut a hog (v.) under cut, v.2
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 18: Playing the dozens [...] was an effort to prepare one to be able to ‘take it’.at play the dozen(s) (v.) under dozens, n.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 17: Dragging was a variation of the dozens [...] The drag Dr. Tait considered the supreme vulgarity was usually heard several times in the evening’s program of obscenities.at drag, n.2
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 17: The man who was suspected of oral sex was accused of [...] ‘eating at the Y’.at eat at the Y (v.) under eat, v.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 9: Every time some frail shakes her drawers in your face, you sniff like a hound-dog.at frail, n.1
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 35: Good Jelly never did like for anybody to put his business in the street.at put one’s business on front street (v.) under front street, n.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 7: Don’t call me no Juicy Fruit. [Ibid.] 17: Every homosexual’s name was Juicy Fruit.at juicy fruit, n.1
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 2: There really wasn’t much to do [...] except [...] to sit on the hard benches around the wall gay-catting and drinking pop.at gaycat, v.2
The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 6: Good night, Guts. Don’t let your meat loaf, your gravy might curdle.at gravy, n.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 69: Mr. Gilligan came pretty close to busting a gut.at bust a gut (v.) under gut, n.
(con. 1940) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 48: On weekdays most people just wanted half-a-man to get them through the day.at half-man, n.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 145: Vernon didn’t shuffle ’round like no hambone nigger.at hambone, adj.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 8: You got to be hard as lard and twice as greasy!at hard as lard (adj.) under hard, adj.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 8: Hey, Red, let me hold something. Lay a quarter on me.at hold, v.1
The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 148: All them rednecks an’ hoogies what come into town to see the trial, well, they wasn’t ’bout to go home ’til some po’ nigger had been made to suffer for their inconvenience and disappointment.at hoogy, n.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 61: [...] thinking about the hype he aimed to put on Coley for half-a-man.at hype, n.1
The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 177: Po’ Boy made a whole lot of money for Jelus. He could cut more wood than two or three men, and he didn’t lay around on the job or jack the dog like Jelus had expected he would when he had to be away on business.at jack the dog (v.) under jack off, v.1
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 173: A sho’ nuff doctor is what you need. You don’t need no jackleg.at jackleg, n.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 3: He yearned for a call to preach [...] [but] he would not let himself be lured into a self-called jackleg.at jackleg, n.
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 171: I ain’t never seen the jarhead I’d let kick me an’ git away with it.at jarhead, n.1
(con. 1930s) The Avenue, Clayton City (1996) 9: Lay a quarter on me [...] We might open a keg a nails.at open a keg of nails (v.) under keg, n.
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