1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 153: Hey mister! Wanna jig-jig? Fucki-fuck?at jig-a-jig, n.
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 150: He’d been at school with me, a ragged-arsed pupil at St. Jude’s.at ragged-arsed, adj.
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 57: Get some service in . . . fackin’ red-arse!at red ass, n.
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 100: You like me. I know you do. It’s only a bit of bum.at bit of bum (n.) under bum, n.1
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 133: Holy cow! [...] I could use some of that Cape Smoke right now.at cape smoke, n.
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 57: It was only a crowd of fackin’ wogs an’ half-chats!at half-chat, n.
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 57: The fackin wogs used to give me a shave before they brought the gunsmoke in.at fucking, adj.
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 153: ‘So long Johnny!’ he shouted to Bobby.at johnny, n.1
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 70: A Liverpool ‘do’ starts in a pub. Everyone gets oiled up.at oil, v.
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 100: Do you think I’m a piece of fruit?at piece of fruit (n.) under piece, n.
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 46: The section looked on to see my reaction, which was pure dockland Scouse! ‘Shut your fucken hole, Private Lee [...] You pox-ridden bastid!’.at Scouse, n.
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 100: I could see the screaming pansies all around, hear the insulting remarks.at screaming, adj.
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 74: The stiffened young sex throbbed in my hand and he made a sleepy boyish sound.at sex, n.
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 57: ‘Shit in it!’ said a voice in the dark. That meant ‘keep quiet’ among the old-timers.at shit in it! (excl.) under shit, v.
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 181: ‘What we gonna do?’ asked Buck [...] ‘Shit or bust!’ I said.at shit or bust (v.) under shit, v.
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 165: It’s a brothel! A short-time house. Fifty lire for a quick fuck.at short time, n.
1988 (con. WWII) J. Robinson Jack and Jamie Go to War 162: We were stopped by a gleaming American military cop, snow-white helmet on his head, [...] ‘Where you guys headed?’ asked the ‘snowdrop,’ all fierce and business-like.at snowdrop, n.