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(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 5: If you want to talk about old Carere scratching his bottom talk about his scratching his arse although bum will do at a pinch.at arse, n.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 5: If you want to talk about old Carere scratching his bottom talk about his scratching his arse although bum will do at a pinch. (con. 1914) George Brown’s Schooldays 164: Not that the Headmaster thought that old Smiggot-Tromp had been trying to get at him.at get at, v.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 51: Bags I not ring the bell.at bags I!, excl.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 89: But I bagsed.at bagsy, v.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 25: I bet you’re funked to send your plate up in case the Bruiser loses his bate with you.at bait, n.2
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 112: It’s all balls and bang-me-arse because nobody need ever drown because everybody can learn to float.at all balls (and bang-me-arse) (n.) under balls, n.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 93: You’ll say what I jolly well tell you to say or I’ll bang you one on the snout.at bang, v.1
(con. 1914) George Brown’s Schooldays 173: And a chap ... and a chap that goes out on the bash and sleeps with chorus girls?at on the bash under bash, v.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 66: You’ll make me batey if you say rotten caddish things like that.at batey, adj.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 6: I hear the beaks are rather fond of lacing.at beak, n.1
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 19: Don’t move, you beastly squirt.at beastly, adj.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 140: I met a couple of bits of stuff during the hols.at bit of stuff, n.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 72: Abinger cut his knee open and started to blub.at blub, v.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 93: We’ve got to hare out of here like blue stink if we don’t want to be nabbed.at like blue murder (adv.) under blue murder, n.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 186: I thought I told you not to open your can about that filthy swot.at can, n.1
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 103: ‘What’s cat?’ Molly asked. ‘Cat’s what ruins call vomit or be sick,’ Brown said. [Ibid.] 123: There were rugger blues all round catting their gutzes out.at cat (up), v.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 57: A chap must have some form of self-protection.at chap, n.
(con. 1914) George Brown’s Schooldays 177: Oh, Jane, shut your silly clattering trap.at clatter, v.1
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 23: It is the brainless, infinitive-splitting cretin.at cretin, n.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 17: Cut along back to your cube.at cut, v.2
(con. 1914) George Brown’s Schooldays 170: Well, what are you standing there looking like a wet dream for?at wet dream, n.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 71: You can tell your pater from me to go and suck eggs.at suck eggs!, excl.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 29: He must [...] see if the old man was really as fish-brained as he looked.at fish-brained (adj.) under fish, n.1
(con. 1914) George Brown’s Schooldays 167: ‘A filthy lot of ruins if you ask me, although one or two of them aren’t bad-looking,’ Hazel [i.e. a boy] said. ‘There’s a small chap with fair hair called Simpkins or Tompkins that I’m thinking of making my flower.’ Brown didn’t say anything. Ever since last summer hols with Rosalind he had come to the conclusion that he didn’t really like the idea of flowers, either being one or having one. It was ever so much more fun being in love with a girl.at flower, n.
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 6: As a matter of fact, I think that’s the dirty cad hacking that footer pill over there.at footer, n.2
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 91: A chap who’s hairy plucky enough to fight the Bruiser couldn’t possibly do a dirty sneaking funky thing like running away from school.at funky, adj.2
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 143: A dressed-up old parson [...] gassed away about the Holy Spirit.at gas, v.1
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 86: Shut your gob, you putrid little ruin.at shut (up) one’s gob (v.) under gob, n.1
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 17: Look here, you young gob [...] you may be everything in the world to your mater but you make me want to spew.at gob, n.2
(con. 1912) George Brown’s Schooldays 23: That stinking greedy gutz Henson.at greedy-gut, n.
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