1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 205: From some of them you get a beat as dead as an undertaker’s handshake.at dead as..., adj.
1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 25: A Mexican tenor on one side of me [...] and a coffee cake on the other that scratched fleas while she was singing.at cake, n.1
1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 164: Either this is a little epic all by itself, or it’s a goddam cheapie not worth hell room.at cheapie, n.
1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 20: No use having her think she’d hooked a nice American sugar papa.at sugar daddy, n.
1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 310: If she had dead-panned, I think I would have sat there and taken it. But she didn’t. She laughed.at deadpan, v.
1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 15: I don’t think there’s ever been a man so moony that a little bit of a chill didn’t come over him as soon as a woman said yes.at moony, adj.
1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 16: It hadn’t occured to me up to that second that she could be a downright piece of trade goods.at piece of goods (n.) under piece, n.
1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 257: ‘He was a pixie, but he was also a musician [...] he asked us to his house-warming—’ ‘Are you a pix?’.at pixie, n.
1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 192: On your car, plug the horn, the lock on the gas tank, the paint job, the speed and the low gas consumption.at plug, v.3
1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 309: A middle-aged wop, with pot on him so big it hid his feet.at pot, n.1
1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 64: I lifted eggs and about fifteen other things from the rumble.at rumble, n.3
1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 166: He’s sewed for five years [...] from the date on the contract.at sew up, v.
1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 208: That’s a tough order, just to stand up there, on a cold stage, and shoot it.at shoot, v.
1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 7: Down there you make it simple, because spig reception isn’t any too good.at spig, adj.
1937 J.M. Cain Serenade (1985) 16: It hadn’t occured to me up to that second that she could be a downright piece of trade goods.at trade, adj.
1947 B. Stiles Serenade to the Big Bird 87: You couldn’t find a better guy [...] And what an ACE with the women.at ace, n.
1947 B. Stiles Serenade to the Big Bird 65: There are some sad apples in every land.at sad apple (n.) under apple, n.1
1947 B. Stiles Serenade to the Big Bird 76: If the wise-apples could just decide now [...] that everybody has enough peanut butter and toilet paper.at wise apple (n.) under apple, n.1
1947 B. Stiles Serenade to the Big Bird 14: Before missions we used to eat at the big dog’s mess-hall, Number 1, with the colonels and the majors.at big dog, n.
1947 B. Stiles Serenade to the Big Bird 17: I over-controlled the throttles, too much, then too little, trying to fly that big bird close.at bird, n.1