![[Ire]](/static/img/flags/ire.png "Ireland")
Ship Inspector 36: Conker Connolly said that The Barrel was a complete psycho and should be put away.at put away, v.
Ship Inspector 36: Conker Connolly said that The Barrel was a complete psycho and should be put away. Ship Inspector 68: He looked at me solemnly, ‘Don’t make a bags of it now’.at bags, n.1
Ship Inspector 210: A cluster of small white stars splattered onto the windscreen. ‘My brand new windscreen. The little bolixes.’.at ballocks, n.
Ship Inspector 110: ‘The country’s banjaxed,’ the woman said. ‘We’re a banana republic without the bananas.’.at banjaxed (adj.) under banjax, v.
Ship Inspector 2: When I was at university I would sometimes go on the bounce and catch a bus or a train somewhere.at on the bounce (adv.) under bounce, n.1
Ship Inspector 157: They hit a Brit submarine.at Brit, adj.
Ship Inspector 37: I’m telling you, there’ll be no more cogging the homework in my class, naha.at cog, v.
Ship Inspector 204: Yis are a bit loud and your man can’t sing but yis are good crack.at crack, n.1
Ship Inspector 9: I had crapped my trousers in front of the whole school.at crap, v.2
Ship Inspector 68: I’d rather eat a farmer’s arse through a hedge than go up in one of those things.at could eat a farmer’s arse (through a hedge) under eat, v.
Ship Inspector 43: I’ve a good mind to go round there now and eat the head off the lot of them.at eat one’s head off (v.) under eat, v.
Ship Inspector 205: ‘Fuck off.’ ‘Shut your face.’.at shut one’s face (v.) under face, n.
Ship Inspector 112: You’re the bitch whose husband ran off with a floosie.at floozy, n.
Ship Inspector 2: She just smiles [...] and tells me not to be such a fusspot.at fusspot, n.
Ship Inspector 95: All right, let her go.at let her go (Gallagher)!, excl.
Ship Inspector 210: Mao leaned over my shoulder and roared ‘Ger-on-i-mo’ at the top of his voice.at Geronimo!, excl.
Ship Inspector 42: He said he had seen our dad staggering out of the Tall Ships, langered out of his mind.at langered, adj.
Ship Inspector 83: The only reason everyone gets on so well with you is because you’re a lickarse.at lick-arse (n.) under lick, v.2
Ship Inspector 98: Take a good hard look at your brother, that’s what happens to you when you spend all your time listening to long-haired trash.at longhaired, adj.
Ship Inspector 39: The only thing to do is to go directly to Your Man Upstairs. Now. Our Father who art in heaven...at Your Man Upstairs, n.
Ship Inspector 204: Yis a bit loud and your man can’t sing but yis are good crack.at your man, n.
Ship Inspector 156: Trust a proddie to come back from the dead.at Proddy, n.
Ship Inspector 85: Conker had had to stuff his own hands into his pockets to stop The Barrel feeling him up. ‘He tried to queer me,’ Conker said. ‘I think we should at least tell the newspapers.’.at queer, v.
Ship Inspector 152: ‘Will ye give it a rest,’ Hatchet said.at give it a rest! (excl.) under rest, n.
Ship Inspector 6: When I catch one of them at it, I’ll shag him overboard.at shag, v.2
Ship Inspector 79: It’s only a record [...] Keep your shirt on.at keep your shirt on! (excl.) under shirt, n.
Ship Inspector 110: You always get a few sourpusses.at sourpuss, n.
Ship Inspector 158: Stacks of them. Absolute stacks.at stacks, n.1
Ship Inspector 140: Look at it. It’s just a teenchy weenchy kitten.at teensie-weensie, adj.
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