1952 R.S. Prather Darling, It’s Death 5: Ain’t you that lousy April-fool copper from LA?at April fool copper, n.
1952 R. Prather Darling, It’s Death (2003) 35: Con Torelli! You must have been sprung from the cackle factory. Not even gunner would try that.at cackle factory (n.) under cackle, v.
1952 R. Prather Darling, It’s Death (2003) 35: Who’s the ugly lob at the end of the bar chilling us? He’s dogging me. Doesn’t seem to care if I know it or not.at chill (for) (v.) under chill, v.2
1952 R. Prather Darling, It’s Death (2003) 35: Who’s the ugly lob at the end of the bar chilling us? He’s dogging me. Doesn’t seem to care if I know it or not.at lob, n.2
1952 R. Prather Darling, It’s Death (2003) 45: If I need the stuff and don’t have it, I’m dead. And if I get planted, you’re sunk.at plant, v.1
1952 R. Prather Darling, It’s Death (2003) 57: I’d like to know if it shows up. You’re in a position where you should catch the rumble, maybe, and if you do, let me know fast.at rumble, n.1