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Family Arsenal 274: Your trust isn’t worth a fart.at not worth a fart, phr.
Family Arsenal 274: Your trust isn’t worth a fart. Family Arsenal 257: ‘I’m opening tomorrow in Peter Pan.’ ‘Break a leg,’ said Hood.at break a leg!, excl.
Family Arsenal 65: These rich people – they’re messing the other ones about, and like the other ones don’t have anything.at mess about, v.
Family Arsenal 64: Rise and shine.at rise and shine!, excl.
Family Arsenal 47: ‘Stop getting at me,’ said Mayo. Angry she lost her slight Irish accent.at get at, v.
Family Arsenal 242: I pity the poor fucker who messes with this baby.at baby, n.
Family Arsenal 111: ‘Back up,’ said Hood striding over to the girl.at back up, v.1
Family Arsenal 165: It’s unlucky to badmouth the dead. Even if they are fuckers.at badmouth, v.
Family Arsenal 253: ‘I’ve got a tough one for you.’ ‘I’ll bet you do,’ said McGravy [...] ‘A real ball-breaker, right?’.at ball-breaker, n.
Family Arsenal 139: What a lot of balls you talk.at balls, n.
Family Arsenal 28: Where would I park the bally thing?at bally, adj.
Family Arsenal 269: Look at the little basket – he likes it and all!at basket, n.2
Family Arsenal 70: He was a real bastard – he nearly killed me once.at bastard, n.
Family Arsenal 70: And all his big talk about Rutter.at big talk, n.
Family Arsenal 273: You got me out of bed this morning. What’s the big idea?at what’s the (big) idea?, phr.
Family Arsenal 190: Then you’ll be the big shits.at big shit, n.
Family Arsenal 230: ‘Eyes front,’ said Murf. ‘It’s Bill’. A policeman in a helmet [...] was coming towards them.at Bill, the, n.
Family Arsenal 84: I lived with a bird once, in Penge it was.at bird, n.1
Family Arsenal 111: Nasty piece of work, wasn’t he?at nasty bit of work, n.
Family Arsenal 65: Deal them bitches.at bitch, n.1
Family Arsenal 173: Five pounds on Number Three – to win. [...] Now watch that bitch run.at bitch, n.1
Family Arsenal 161: The bitch, the whore, the nag, the shrew: they lived in the actress, she gave them voice.at bitch, n.1
Family Arsenal 224: He was going to slip him a blade.at blade, n.
Family Arsenal 118: Blimey, they even put garlic in the cornflakes.at blimey!, excl.
Family Arsenal 39: Often he came home to Norah and knew from her eyes she had been blubbing.at blub, v.
Family Arsenal 159: They think we’re being a bit bolshie.at bolshie, adj.
Family Arsenal 195: I hate this boneyard.at boneyard, n.
Family Arsenal 211: It all went disastrously wrong [...] Sweeney said, ‘You boobed.’.at boob, v.2
Family Arsenal 169: The bookies worked rapidly at blackboards, some on stools signalled the odds [...] pointing and clapping like deaf mutes.at bookie, n.
Family Arsenal 194: We had these mates. We called ourselves ‘the Penge boys’ – boot-boys, like.at boot boy (n.) under boot, n.2
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