1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 90: If he wants me to be his A-hole buddy, he’s got a long wait.at a-hole, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 280: He’s going to close the shop and tell the union to bag it.at bag it (v.) under bag, v.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 327: They think they’ve got me by the balls.at have someone/something by the balls (v.) under balls, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 288: In February, 1959, Three threw a block-buster at Paul.at blockbuster, n.1
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 272: When Paul got home, there was a real bombshell.at bombshell, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 156: You’re playing chicken, all of you.at play chicken (v.) under chicken, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 132: There’s one thing I haven’t got yet in Rome, and it’s spelled coo. [Ibid.] 214: I think I’ll marry that coo.at coo, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 12: You’re yellow, Cow College.at cow college (n.) under cow, n.1
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 219: He wants a son to go into the Naval Academy. He’s got to bite the dust sooner or later.at bite the dust (v.) under dust, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 89: He hasn’t got the chance of a fart in a windstorm.at not a fart’s chance in a windstorm under fart, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 89: Ain’t enough of you guys in the world that the rest of us can let you goof off.at goof off, v.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 206: Gadfrey, I thought Three was over the hill.at over the hill under hill, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 80: I pulled that on some Hogans when I was an enlisted man.at hogan, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 13: He approved of hell-raising ashore, and he approved of derring-do in the air. He believed that the anti-civilization attitude of his hot rocks directly contributed to his flying ability. [...] ‘I didn’t get the name flying. I’ve got hot rocks.’.at hot rocks, n.1
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 197: Skipper, it’s been nigh on a year and a half since they hog-tied us jockies.at jockey, n.2
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 286: Paul decided that the whole kit and kaboodle was’nt worth half a million.at whole kit and caboodle (n.) under whole kit, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 89: You don‘t have to build things, either, like churches and all that mung. [Ibid.] 176: Whiskey Jack said into his mike, ‘Fighter bombers eat mung!’.at mung, n.2
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 280: Decent people are doing it, too. You’d be a natural.at natural, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 198: Perkins, you’re a pickle lugger, you Rebel bastard.at pickle, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 156: There were four young men and four round-heels from town.at roundheels, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 201: Let’s torment the hell out of the stuffed shirts.at stuffed shirt, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 133: As the dance got under way not a single officer left the stag line.at stag line (n.) under stag, adj.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 322: I thought it would be a talkfest among friends.at talkfest (n.) under talk, n.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 282: By God, this tickles the livin’ shit out of me!at tickle the shit out of (v.) under tickle, v.
1962 J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 133: Whiskey Jack said, ‘All Wacs take ugly pills.’.at have taken ugly pills (v.) under ugly, adj.