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(con. 1900s) Shootist 233: He reached the corner in two jerks of a lamb’s tail.at two shakes of a lamb’s tail, phr.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 233: He reached the corner in two jerks of a lamb’s tail. (con. 1900s) Shootist 11: He would not give a pinch of dried out shit for the lot of them.at not give a shit, v.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 151: Not three days ago he thought I was ace high.at ace-high, adj.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 131: Quitting school to smart-aleck around Utah Steet. And now this.at smart-aleck, v.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 132: You can’t fight for sour apples.at for sour apples (adv.) under apple, n.1
(con. 1900s) Shootist 131: I planned to [...] buy a gun and some fancy clothes. Kill a few barflies and get me a reputation.at bar-fly, n.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 75: It was some nobody, some butt-in with a secret compulsion to use a gun.at butt-in, n.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 177: He was a good criminal, the real cheese.at cheese, the, n.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 250: He was a long drink of water called ‘Mount’ Murray.at drink of water (n.) under drink, n.1
(con. 1900s) Shootist 121: A man like me keeps you frisky. When I pull out, you’ll go to grass.at go to grass, v.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 92: From a pocket he slipped a pint bottle, offered it to Books. ‘Time to grease your tonsils, too.’.at grease one’s throat (v.) under grease, v.1
(con. 1900s) Shootist 115: They must have heard I was hanging up my irons for good.at hang up one’s harness (v.) under hang up one’s..., v.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 119: I’ve got a kid in my hoosegow now – Jay Cobb [...] Gun crazy.at hoosegow, n.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 7: El Paso would soon be citified as Denver, far too highfalutin for a man who liked to let the badger loose now and then.at let the badger loose (v.) under let, v.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 5: They had a ‘Line’ on Utah Street with some of the fanciest parlor houses and flossiest girls.at line, n.1
(con. 1900s) Shootist 132: So just you remember, Mister Blowhard.at Mr, n.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 36: The great killer doesn’t die of lead poisoning or a rope necktie after all.at necktie, n.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 6: The four of us will [...] laugh and let long bubbly farts at hell and baptize each other in the name of the Trick, the Prick, and the Piper-Heidsick.at piperheidsick, v.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 105: Such was the state of his plumbing, he had to wait three or four minutes to achieve flow.at plumbing, n.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 119: Anytime you’d like to put ’em under, and clean up this town, yourself included, Council’ll pay for the lead and four first-class wakes.at put under (v.) under put, v.1
(con. 1900s) Shootist 41: When my roomers find out who he is, they’ll leave like scat.at scat, v.1
(con. 1900s) Shootist 85: We can skin out of town with no one the wiser.at skin, v.3
(con. 1900s) Shootist 55: You talk tough t’me, you slatty sonabitch, I’ll part your hair on the other side.at slat, n.3
(con. 1900s) Shootist 128: You cheap snotnose.at snotnose, n.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 58: Dobkins was a spindle-shanked young fellow.at spindleshanks, n.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 211: They really spent the spondulix on that one.at spondulics, n.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 175: Where’s my gun? Will it still shoot, you old stallion?at stallion, n.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 188: I am stumped.at stumped, adj.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 218: Well, Victoria, Your Royal Highness, old lady, old girl [...] You’ll be dressed in your best bib and tucker, Vickie, and so will I.at Vic, n.
(con. 1900s) Shootist 18: I have trouble with my waterworks. It hurts to piddle.at waterworks, n.
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