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Iron Orchard (1967) 127: I been loose as a goose all week.at loose as a goose, adj.
Iron Orchard (1967) 127: I been loose as a goose all week. Iron Orchard (1967) 38: Some new boy that don’t know his ass from a ratchet.at not know one’s arse/ass from... (v.) under arse, n.
Iron Orchard (1967) 12: This ’yere oil field work ain’t no C.C.C. camp, son. It’s rougher’n a cob.at ...a cob under rough as..., adj.
Iron Orchard (1967) 15: That Brunner’ll have yo’ ass workin’ buttonholes ’fore sundown t’morra. Run you off inside of a week.at have one’s ass working buttonholes under ass, n.
Iron Orchard (1967) 48: Cap Brunner would make no mention of the error other than giving Pucketts a private ‘ass-eating’.at eat someone’s ass off/out under ass, n.
Iron Orchard (1967) 38: That big ignorant horses’s-ass.at horse’s ass, n.
Iron Orchard (1967) 17: Our local high Pooh-Bah is Mr. Scofield, the field superintendent.at pooh-bah, n.
Iron Orchard (1967) 397: Looks like you’ve got a real bitch-kitty here, Jim.at bitch-kitty, n.
Iron Orchard (1967) 137: Looked like he was about to unload on ol’ blubber-gut, then he just walked off.at blubber-gut (n.) under blubber, n.2
Iron Orchard (1967) 93: Let’s go to the fire and take on a little more of Charley’s boiler acid.at boiler acid (n.) under boiler, n.1
Iron Orchard (1967) 258: Get up, you brush-apes!at brush ape (n.) under brush, n.4
Iron Orchard (1967) 137: Don’t kid yourself, button.at button, n.3
Iron Orchard (1967) 296: What do you think of the ‘casa’?at casa, n.1
Iron Orchard (1967) 226: ‘It’s kind of chancy.’ ‘I’m a chancy fellow.’.at chancy, adj.
Iron Orchard (1967) 211: Ort, I believe you got your chili up, pardner.at get one’s chili up (v.) under chile, n.
Iron Orchard (1967) 138: Looked like fer a minute that you and stud-duck was goin’ to fist city.at -city, sfx
Iron Orchard (1967) 286: God, what a clam-bake. I came for laughs, but it’s really kind of embarrassing.at clambake, n.
Iron Orchard (1967) 108: Boyd Hallam [...] who Hoss described as a ‘real comer’.at comer, n.
Iron Orchard (1967) 148: I haven’t lost a cotton-pickin’ thing in Odessa.at cotton-picking, adj.
Iron Orchard (1967) 109: What are you, one of those natural-born crepe-hangers?at crape-hanger, n.
Iron Orchard (1967) 114: You ol’ crock-head.at crocked, adj.
Iron Orchard (1967) 67: I never seen such a run of luck. Them cubes was really listenin’ to me that night.at cube, n.1
Iron Orchard (1967) 321: Leave off that dad-gum diaphragm do-majig, or whatever it is that keeps babies away.at dad-gum, adj.
Iron Orchard (1967) 221: Goddang clover, looks like to me.at God-dang, adj.
Iron Orchard (1967) 243: By stalling off suppliers and maybe pulling the Coker City rinky-do on wages. [Ibid.] 309: Don’t ever try to rinky-doo Mr. Delano.at rinky dink, n.
Iron Orchard (1967) 392: Jim McNeely was exhausted [...] and sat on a bit-box in the dog-house with his head in his hands.at doghouse, n.
Iron Orchard (1967) 143: ‘Well,’ she said. ‘If we go dutch.’.at go Dutch (v.) under Dutch, adj.1
Iron Orchard (1967) 137: One of these days a sonofabitch that calls himself Cap Bruner is gonna get his frame clumb. And I mean clumb good.at climb someone’s frame (v.) under frame, n.1
Iron Orchard (1967) 34: You little bastard, you better not use no hot water till I git there, or I’ll frog yo’ ass.at frog, v.2
Iron Orchard (1967) 55: They’d figure you couldn’t take it and were gold-brickin’.at goldbrick, v.
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