1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 113: Bolan’s (ha-ha) Indian had pulled the twenty-four-hour cop’s fat out of the fire. For the moment, at any rate.at fat is in the fire, (all) the, phr.
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 389: I could’ve plowed a furrow right up fat-ass’s behind.at fat-arse, n.
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 79: Pick up the wagon down at the blacktop.at blacktop (n.) under black, adj.
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 39: You want to get yourself a blue suiter, Chopper?at blue suit (n.) under blue, adj.1
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 80: God, it went great, great, and I think we got another boodle.at boodle, n.1
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 173: They’re buzzed by the fuzz. No chance, no chance. I’m breaking.at break, v.2
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 189: I couldn’t bug off and leave Tommy to solve that problem alone.at bug off, v.
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 56: Emilio Giordano would not be any man’s funny bunny. [Ibid.] 57: If a damn dumb sergeant – a deserter at that – a common thief and gunman thought he could make Emilio Giordano roll over and play funny-bunny for him then [...] that damn dumb sergeant was going to die with a Giordano grapefuit up his ass.at funny bunny, n.
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 15: Bolan’s .32 was in his hand, but it seemed small comfort in the face of the burpgun that was methodically spraying the area about him.at burpgun (n.) under burp, v.
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 20: ‘You need some reinforcements, Mack.’ ‘Yeah, I’ll buy that.’.at buy, v.
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 20: You figure the Mafia is in a fat-cat position around here?at fat-cat, adj.
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 16: Another chattergun had joined the action.at chattergun (n.) under chatter, n.
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 189: You knew he was about to gun me down. Why didn’t you wait another second? Then you could have chopped him and had a clear field.at chop, v.2
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 87: Some guys are running around [...] and shooting up the place with choppers.at chopper, n.1
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 114: ‘Let’s chow up first,’ [...] they went off together toward the kitchen.at chow, v.2
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 68: The big cars eating the pavement at a steady eighty-mile-per-hour clip.at clip, n.3
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 72: You and Horse pour on the coals, get up here as quick as you can.at pour (on) the coal, v.
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 123: He’s giving them crumbs and making a killing for himself.at crumbs, n.
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 15: He smiled at a gargantuan-chested cutie in a technically topless swimsuit.at cutie, n.1
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 101: These things are too damn hard to come by. I don’t leave them laying around in a dead drop.at dead, adj.
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 97: Its all organization money, every nickel of it. What’s he got to cry about? The discs were mine, not his.at disc, n.
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 112: He had over reacted to Braddock’s decision for Mafia drag.at drag, n.5
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 160: ‘Believe you dropped about ten with that burst,’ he said.at drop, v.3
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 74: Spare me the dumbhead details.at dumbhead (n.) under dumb, adj.1
1969 D. Pendleton Executioner (1973) 180: ‘Wait for us there.’ ‘Ten-four.’ Lyons threw down the mike.at ten-four, phr.