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Davey Darling 84: ‘Well, you know I’ve been down to the pub.’ [...] ‘Yeah, Bryce. He was having a few.’.at have a few (v.) under few, a, n.
Davey Darling 84: ‘Well, you know I’ve been down to the pub.’ [...] ‘Yeah, Bryce. He was having a few.’. Davey Darling 212: I had my hard on to attend to. [...] There was nothing quicker to quell my pant action than the thought of having to enter that courtroom.at -action, sfx
Davey Darling 43: I’ve told you before not to be such a smartarse, haven’t I?at smart-arse, n.
Davey Darling 43: You lay a bloody finger on me and I’ll have an assault charge on you so fast you won’t know your arse from your elbow.at not know one’s arse/ass from one’s elbow (v.) under arse, n.
Davey Darling 173: Jesus, she was in a pain-in-the-arse mood.at pain-in-the-ass, adj.
Davey Darling 224: We’d do anything for you, your mother and me, so I don’t see why you should start bagging me in front of the court.at bag, v.
Davey Darling 22: Davey was starting to hitch up his own pants and put his own hairy old ballbag and dick away.at ball-bag (n.) under balls, n.
Davey Darling 32: He was a real barrel of demons, the Old Man.at barrel, n.1
Davey Darling 73: The owners of this beat-up mess of a farm.at beat-up, adj.
Davey Darling 30: He biffed his fag end in the hydrangea bush.at biff, v.
Davey Darling 237: It’s that son of yours. Blabbing his arse off in court like he owned the place.at blab, v.
Davey Darling 163: ‘Be blowed if he couldn’t dance as well,’ said Mum.at I’ll be blowed! (excl.) under blowed, adj.1
Davey Darling 108: This wouldn’t have anything to do with a little boil-up then, would it?at boil-up (n.) under boil, v.
Davey Darling 20: They poured beer in with the hams. ‘A bit of brown for flavour, eh?’ said the old man.at brown, n.
Davey Darling 216: ‘Did it feel like a woman’s leg?’ ‘Well, it wasn’t all butty and hairy like a man’s leg,’ I said.at butty, adj.
Davey Darling 229: The cagey old bugger took himself off for a few drinks.at cagey, adj.1
Davey Darling 155: Christ-church! Who the hell was this?at Christchurch!, excl.
Davey Darling 103: Your bloody father doesn’t look like he’s going to get off his chuff and do anything.at chuff, n.2
Davey Darling 23: Though he was the Old Man’s best mate, I always had him figured for a bit of a dickhead.at dickhead, n.
Davey Darling 137: My hot dog came dipped in sauce!at hot dog, n.1
Davey Darling 112: My Mum guts-dragging her durries on the back step.at durry, n.
Davey Darling 232: Even if he goes to jail he’ll make sure I get the flick because I didn’t hold up my end of the bargain.at get the flick (pass) (v.) under flick (pass), the, n.
Davey Darling 126: Were they like the checker-suit old fruits, only more of them?at fruit, n.
Davey Darling 8: It didn’t matter because he had his jar, his half-G, his flagon.at half-g (n.) under g, n.1
Davey Darling 67: They were all greaseballs, the Applebys. So I wanted to thump him.at greaseball, n.
Davey Darling 56: I felt like a complete gripper. Appleby was lapping this up, grinning from ear to ear.at griper, n.2
Davey Darling 187: I hoed into my fisherman’s basket and swilled Coke.at hoe into, v.
Davey Darling 36: I [...] spied some of the hoons from around the corner riding past the shops, casing who was about.at hoon, n.
Davey Darling 94: We were just working some things out, [...]Think he’s jacked us up with a place at the end of town where the depot is.at jack up, v.3
Davey Darling 66: He always had to stop off for a quick one. [...] The quick one became a jug, and then another.at jug, n.1
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