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[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 193: What are you, a lady or a bar-hound?
at barhound (n.) under bar, n.2
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 133: He looked like he’d have a big one.
at big one, n.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 214: Isn’t it strange though how all the queer men in the United States are friends of mine – the bitches all love me.
at bitch, n.1
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 199: Do have a drink with me dear, just one wee little bitty drink.
at bitty, adj.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 166: I don’t want to get buffy tonight; have to work tomorrow.
at buffy, adj.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 214: You only wanted six absinthes one after another [...] You old camp.
at camp, n.2
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 50: It’s so christly cold.
at christly, adv.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 264: Who’d want to marry a deadhead like George?
at deadhead, n.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 195: These Italian girls know how to golddig.
at gold dig, v.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 246: It’s a wonder you haven’t had a dose before this the chances you take.
at dose, n.1
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 236: The girl who’ll give a guy a dry screw but won’t take the pin. She ought to be raped.
at dry screw, n.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 237: This type of woman who finds [...] dry screwing safer, and fairly satisfactory.
at dry screw, v.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 50: They fuss – but they don’t take the pin. [Ibid.] 246: I’ve had so much fussing with the hot young ladies who like to titilate a man’s cock that I want to go and get screwed somewhere.
at fuss, v.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 50: Go into another tent if you want to shoot off your gabs.
at shoot one’s gab off (v.) under gab, n.1
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 51: What in fucking hell do youse think this is, a sunday school picnic.
at what in hell...?, phr.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 50: God, I feel horny tonight.
at horny, adj.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 50: Christ, on a night like this I could take it.
at take it, v.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 194: Me bored stiff [...] and you throwing off on me all the time because you’re so bored too.
at throw off, v.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 247: He’d like to put his pecker into something warm and hollow.
at pecker, n.2
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 50: They don’t take the pin. They’re lots of others who go in for the fumbling stuff.
at pin, n.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 195: These Italian girls know how to golddig as well as them chorus pullets you hang around with in New York.
at pullet, n.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 214: Isn’t it strange though how all the queer men in the United States are friends of mine – the bitches all love me.
at queer, adj.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 215: She [...] knew chorus men rounders, and one minister who was as queer as any moll in America.
at rounder, n.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 48: Don’t be so scrappy, sonny.
at scrappy, adj.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 248: Screwing [...] that’s what we’ll be doing in a minute.
at screwing, n.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 244: This blond lady, Rose, was a fast stepper.
at stepper, n.
[US] R. McAlmon Companion Volume 50: It’s so christly cold out that my worm is frozen.
at worm, n.
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