1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 39: Well, fuck a duck! I congratulate him just the same.at fuck a duck!, excl.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 186: One of the big muck-a-mucks from the other side of the water had decided to make economies.at muck-a-muck, n.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 24: Nobody gives a fuck about her except to use her.at give a fuck, v.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 50: I don’t give a fuck any more what’s behind me.at not give a fuck, v.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 77: Imagine these bloody no-accounts going home from the concert with blood on their dickies!at no-account, n.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 176: As soon as I hit the air I became extravagant.at hit the air (v.) under air, n.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 175: Once in a while I’d get too much of a skinful and I’d have to stick my finger down my throat — because it’s hard to read proof when you’re not all there.at not all there, adj.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 175: I had learned how to kiss the boss’s ass.at kiss someone’s arse, v.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 3: You can see immediately what a pain in the ass the Borowskis are.at pain in the arse, n.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 24: And not one man [...] has been crazy enough to put a bomb up the asshole of creation and set it off.at arsehole of the universe (n.) under arsehole, n.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 93: He stands there with [...] his hat on assways.at assways (adj.) under ass, n.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 78: For the price of a drink he will suck any [...] ass.at suck someone’s ass under ass, n.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 158: A man like that has no balls, and if he has, then he ought to be castrated.at balls, n.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 101: That cute little prick who drives me bats about his rich cunt.at bats, adj.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 22: Elsa is the maid and I am the guest. And Boris is the big cheese.at big cheese, n.
1934 H. Miller (1963) Tropic of Cancer 125: They’d make him out to be a big shit if they could.at big shit, n.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 3: Animals with a bone in the penis. Hence, a bone on.at bone, n.1
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 47: Perhaps it wasn’t so pleasant to smell that boozy breath of hers.at boozy, adj.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 80: Bossing the bellhops around, ordering luncheons for his guests.at boss, v.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 197: Come on, buck up! Don’t let him think you’re croaking.at buck up!, excl.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 307: Sure, I hate those puritanical buggers back home.at bugger, n.1
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 296: The chateau, they called it. A polite way of saying ‘the bughouse’.at bughouse, n.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 142: She doesn’t want anything to drink; her stomach’s already on the bum.at on the bum (adj.) under bum, adj.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 28: The wine is being brought out. There will be bumpers downed.at bumper, n.2
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 140: You get all burned up about nothing . . . about a crack with hair on it.at burned up, adj.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 216: She was getting me frightfully roused with her carrying on.at carrying-on, n.
1934 H. Miller Tropic of Cancer (1963) 171: She pissed the interval away chewing my ear off.at chew someone’s ear, v.