1929 (con. WWI) J.B. Wharton Squad 194: ‘Are we gonna rest now?’ ‘In a pig’s pink pyjamas.’.at in a pig’s arse! (excl.) under pig’s arse!, excl.
1929 (con. WWI) J.B. Wharton Squad 244: You c’n bet yer ass that’s orders to go back up agen.at bet one’s (sweet) ass (v.) under bet, v.
1929 (con. WWI) J.B. Wharton Squad 211: That’s just propaganda put out by the German big-wigs.at bigwig, n.
1929 (con. WWI) J.B. Wharton Squad 132: I told him he wuz too young to lose his cherry.at lose one’s cherry (v.) under cherry, n.1
1929 (con. WWI) J.B. Wharton Squad 130: They’re afraid to git too close to th’ Jerries an’ too far away from the’r [...] chow cart.at chow cart (n.) under chow, n.1
1929 (con. WWI) J.B. Wharton Squad 13: Come on, you guys, hit th’ deck, th’ day’s on!at hit the deck (v.) under deck, n.1
1929 (con. WWI) J.B. Wharton Squad 218: You guys c’n go back an’ take a good, long rest—in a pig’s pink hind-end.at hind, n.
1929 (con. WWI) J.B. Wharton Squad 140: An’ the few that got underground got kicked off by machine-guns when they came out later.at kick off, v.1
1929 (con. WWI) J.B. Wharton Squad 222: You might just as well scare a guy to death as kill him, an’ scare ’im pie-eyed’s what the shells do... at pie-eyed (adj.) under pie, n.
1929 J.B. Wharton Squad 21: We picked up two beauties [...] Oo-la-la —I’ve learned French out—out uv a sleepin’ dictionary—dat’s what dey’re called.at sleeping dictionary (n.) under sleep, v.
1929 (con. WWI) J.B. Wharton Squad 26: I won’t say I couldn’t use a drink right now. I’m so dry I can’t spit.at use, v.2