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Billy Liar (1962) 161: You’re like a bloody Mary Ann!at mary ann, n.1
Billy Liar (1962) 161: You’re like a bloody Mary Ann! Billy Liar (1962) 137: I’ve just had an almighty barney with Arthur about the song.at barney, n.2
Billy Liar (1962) 89: We’re pulling t’ bugger down.at bugger, n.1
Billy Liar (1962) 91: ‘By, that’s capped me theer, Councillor!’ ‘Aye, and tha’s capped me an all.’.at cap, v.5
Billy Liar (1962) 55: I had already cured her of calling me ‘pet lamb’ by going ‘Jesus H. Christ!’ explosively when she said it.at Jesus H. Christ!, excl.
Billy Liar (1962) 137: Will you get your hands off my cowing, sodding, frigging sleeve!at cowing, adj.
Billy Liar (1962) 39: Take your frigging mucky hands off my pullover, stupid-looking crow!at crow, n.2
Billy Liar (1962) 39: He’s got a mucky book under his jersey! Coarrr! Dirty old man!at dirty old man, n.
Billy Liar (1962) 30: Doss down at Rowton House.at doss down (v.) under doss, v.
Billy Liar (1962) 144: ‘I’m pretending I’ve got flat feet,’ I said [...] ‘Fathead.’.at fat-head, n.1
Billy Liar (1962) 13: ’Ere, rear, rear, watch your bloody language! With you flaming this and flaming that!at flaming, adj.2
Billy Liar (1962) 48: This was the sequence and rhythm of daylight love-play as she knew it, a kind of oral footy-footy that was the nearest she could get to intimate conversation.at footsie-footsie, n.
Billy Liar (1962) 161: Don’t bloody shout at me, you gormless young get!at get, n.1
Billy Liar (1962) 14: You just eat your breakfast, and don’t have so much off.at have off (v.) under have, v.
Billy Liar (1962) 79: He wants to give him a good hiding.at hiding, n.
Billy Liar (1962) 77: For God’s sake, Billy, why don’t you tell the boring little man to stick the job up his jacksy?at stick it up your jacksie! (excl.) under jacksie, n.1
Billy Liar (1962) 51: Jammy bugger!at jammy, adj.1
Billy Liar (1962) 48: Oo, hark at Lord Muck.at Lord Muck (n.) under muck, n.1
Billy Liar (1962) 36: Naff off, Stamp, for Christ sake!at naff off! (excl.) under naff, v.
Billy Liar (1962) 46: Well which one of them’s got the naffing engagement ring?at naffing, adj.
Billy Liar (1962) 52: ‘Piss off,’ I said.at piss off!, excl.
Billy Liar (1962) 179: Be funny if one of ’em pegged out on the job.at peg out, v.
Billy Liar (1962) 108: She was talking to him in her comfortable plummy voice.at plummy, adj.
Billy Liar (1962) 181: You rotten get! You rotten, lying get!at rotten, adj.
Billy Liar (1962) 181: You think you’re it but you’re shit!at shit, adj.
Billy Liar (1962) 34: ‘Off for a slash,’ I muttered.at slash, n.
Billy Liar (1962) 55: A dirty, crumpled bag of chocolates [...] I had bought them when Stamp handed over his white box of passion pills. ‘You’ll need snogging fodder to go with them,’ he explained.at snog, v.
Billy Liar (1962) 181: You miserable, lying, rotten, stinking get!at stinking, adj.1
Liar 105: Why don’t they just go ahead and send him down to Huntsville to get the hot seat?at hot seat, n.
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