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[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 87: There’s the usual gibbering Paki at the wheel [...] He’s talking to the air. He may as well be talking to Abdul in front.
at Abdul, n.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 14: A generic toff, the end product of a lineage of fine dining and arse-fucking the poor.
at assfuck, v.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 15: Rumour has it [...] that he is battering the chang. Grams and grams every day.
at batter, v.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 20: Having some moustachioed arse-demon [...] pummel away at you [is] the bender equivalent of a married couple’s Friday night.
at bender, n.1
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 14: Schneider has signed one too many turkeys on the bounce and his position [...] is increasingly shaky.
at on the bounce (adv.) under bounce, n.1
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 16: Why isn’t he doing mountains of bugle and whores?
at bugle, n.1
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 76: That fluky prick. That chancing mockney wanker.
at chance it (v.) under chance, v.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 7: This grape-brain [...] has been further buffoonerised by years of chronic chang abuse.
at chang, n.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 41: A load of drunk, chang’d-up fools shout abuse at each other.
at changed up (adj.) under chang, n.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 65: He was so cracked up and the music was so loud, that he didn’t hear the front door.
at cracked up, adj.2
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 3: I listen to some guy [...] crapping away on the speakerphone.
at crap on (about) (v.) under crap, v.2
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 19: Rob, the total cuntfuck, is nodding away.
at cuntfuck (n.) under cunt, n.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 4: Run downstairs and tell security to get that fucking great darkie off my car.
at darkie, n.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 72: You didn’t have to take anyone out to dinner and suck their dick.
at suck someone’s dick (v.) under dick, n.1
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 22: Nicky is un-doable. You could not do her. She could not be done.
at do, v.1
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 67: What a fucking result that was, eh? [...] Done them other cunts up like kippers, didn’t we?
at done up like a kipper under done up, adj.1
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 16: Why isn’t the dribbling megamongol spending his entire salary [...] Why isn’t he dropping stacks of dough?
at drop, v.2
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 67: ‘What a fucking result that was, eh? [...] Done them other cunts up like kippers, didn’t we?’ [...] ‘You fluky cunt’ I say.
at fluky, adj.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 21: Most beasts of Nicky’s stripe get thrown the odd break —the big tits, say [...] Nicky got fucked out of the lot.
at fuck out of (v.) under fuck, v.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 65: Two hours later, I’m doing her up the fucking Gary.
at Gary Glitter, n.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 48: He looks up and says to the beaming waiter, ‘Are you having a fucking giraffe, cunt?’.
at giraffe, n.2
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 5: Rebecca is tall with full gobbler’s lips. Great legs.
at gobbler, n.2
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 18: We’re [...] four hundred and sevety-eight thousand pounds in the hole on this act.
at in the hole (adj.) under hole, n.1
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 30: Champgne is drunk, lobsters are chomped, coke is honked.
at honk, v.4
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 33: Dis is a bit more blahddy like it! Nice an ’ot. Fackin’ tayters in London!
at taters (in the mould), adj.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 32: We’re larging it, mate!
at large (it), v.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 5: I’m on it, Steven. relax.
at on it, phr.1
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 51: ‘Any more for any more?’ [...] ‘Wifebeater,’ say I. ‘Rockschool,’ say the other two. Trellick gets the Stella and the Jack and Cokes in.
at Jack, n.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 36: He, of course, written absolutely jack. A bunch of spear-chuckers [...] wrote the actual songs.
at jackshit, n.
[UK] J. Niven Kill Your Friends (2009) 6: The usual reflexive anger at the attempts at spelling my name [...] one mongoloid has even gone for ‘Stellarfix’.
at mongoloid, n.
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