![[Aus]](/static/img/flags/aus.png "Australia")
Jack Rivers & Me 121: So drink chugga-lug, chugga-lug, chugga-lug.at chug-a-lug, adv.
Jack Rivers & Me 121: So drink chugga-lug, chugga-lug, chugga-lug. Jack Rivers & Me 4: Connie sauntered after them like a rent-a-Vesuvius.at rent-a-, pfx
Jack Rivers & Me 92: ‘She’s a yakkaholic [...] Talk herself to death on the thought of the Sydney phone book’.at -aholic, sfx
Jack Rivers & Me 17: [The sun would] search the outback, wake the Alice, finger Ayres Rock [etc.].at Alice, n.
Jack Rivers & Me 56: ‘[Y]ou know fuck-all’.at fuck all, n.
Jack Rivers & Me 147: ‘I will be there [...] ’ Connie said, to make her alley good.at make one’s alley good (v.) under alley, n.3
Jack Rivers & Me 8: Even some of the kids in the Big School are waiting to rib the rotten Almighty out of Jack Rivers’.at almighty, n.
Jack Rivers & Me 81: [S]he doesn’t want to listen to what Connie’s fiddly-doodling on about.at fiddle-arse, v.
Jack Rivers & Me 43: ‘I was sick of being up to the ass in relatives’.at up to the arse/ass under arse, n.
Jack Rivers & Me 86: ‘Just rehearsin’ some American talk for when we visit our relatives, ’said connie in her smartest-arse way.at smart-arsed, adj.
Jack Rivers & Me 156: Mrs Howe’s trifles [are] so full of rum that [...] the genteeler ladies [will] get full as farts.at full as..., adj.
Jack Rivers & Me 77: ‘Minnie was silly as a wet hen’.at ...a (wet) hen under silly as…, adj.
Jack Rivers & Me 141: ‘What kind of dumbarse country is a damn Commonwealth?’.at dumb-ass, adj.
Jack Rivers & Me 90: ‘Don’t get blown away! I’m not a star yet’.at blow (someone) away, v.
Jack Rivers & Me 33: [N]othing in the world can hurt us. Not Indians or Baddies or those Spacemen.at baddie, n.
Jack Rivers & Me 12: [L]ooking foward to the balling out she would get from her father.at bawling out, n.
Jack Rivers & Me 71: Those girls [...] bashed shit out of them.at beat the shit out of, v.
Jack Rivers & Me 21: ‘He beats about the bush like as if he’d lost a piece of liquorice in the black stump’.at beat about the bush (v.) under beat, v.
Jack Rivers & Me 118: ‘It’s not that I’m oversexed or that she was such a beaut screw’.at beaut, adj.
Jack Rivers and Me 162: You sang beaut tonight, Muriel. Better’n Maureen.at beaut, adv.
Jack Rivers & Me 18: ‘Beddies and baddies, and you kiss Daddy’s?’.at beddies (n.) under bed, n.
Jack Rivers & Me 9: ‘Mum’s Brownie’s [camera] on the blink’.at on the blink (adj.) under blink, n.1
Jack Rivers & Me 60: ‘She pays more money than ever now for a blow-job’.at blow job, n.1
Jack Rivers & Me 22: [of a child’s night-time terrors] ‘All right, Boys, back to sleep. The blue-divils have gone. You must have been havin’ a nightmare’.at blue devils, n.
Jack Rivers & Me 71: A few nights later I had a nightmare. It really was the Blue-divils!at blue devils, n.
Jack Rivers & Me 90: ‘[M]e and Maggie and Big Myrt are swaggies and come on humpin’ our blueys’.at bluey, n.1
Jack Rivers & Me 30: ‘Isn’t she a bobby-dazzler? She makes up words too’.at bobby-dazzler, n.1
Jack Rivers & Me 56: The maze of wandering coal tracks [...] probably boggled the eyes of many an earnest homing pigeon.at boggle, v.
Jack Rivers & Me 60: Bog [...] ran a crook book.at book, n.
Jack Rivers & Me 102: ‘[T]he buggers’ll have all the bloody booze drunk before four o’clock’.at booze, n.
load more results