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No Red Ribbons choose

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[UK] 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.
[UK] 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.
[UK] 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.
[UK] J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 288: In February, 1959, Three threw a block-buster at Paul.
at blockbuster, n.1
[UK] J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 272: When Paul got home, there was a real bombshell.
at bombshell, n.
[UK] J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 156: You’re playing chicken, all of you.
at play chicken (v.) under chicken, n.
[UK] 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.
[UK] J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 12: You’re yellow, Cow College.
at cow college (n.) under cow, n.1
[UK] J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 282: A different dolly in bed each night.
at dolly, n.1
[UK] 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.
[UK] 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.
[UK] 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.
[UK] J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 206: Gadfrey, I thought Three was over the hill.
at over the hill under hill, n.
[UK] J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 80: I pulled that on some Hogans when I was an enlisted man.
at hogan, n.
[UK] 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
[UK] J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 13: This simple tool’s Hot Rock Bennett.
at hot rocks, n.1
[UK] 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
[UK] 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.
[UK] 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
[UK] J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 280: Decent people are doing it, too. You’d be a natural.
at natural, n.
[UK] J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 198: Perkins, you’re a pickle lugger, you Rebel bastard.
at pickle, n.
[UK] J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 156: There were four young men and four round-heels from town.
at roundheels, n.
[UK] J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 201: Let’s torment the hell out of the stuffed shirts.
at stuffed shirt, n.
[UK] 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.
[UK] J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 322: I thought it would be a talkfest among friends.
at talkfest (n.) under talk, n.
[UK] 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.
[UK] J. Quirk No Red Ribbons (1968) 133: Whiskey Jack said, ‘All Wacs take ugly pills.’.
at have taken ugly pills (v.) under ugly, adj.
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