1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 95: ‘Would you prefer a straight “no”?’ ‘Has a chicken got lips?’.at does a bear shit in the woods? Is the pope (a) Catholic?, phr.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 5: Hooley-dooley, that was no dolphin. [...] It was a Noah’s ark.at Noah’s (ark), n.1
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 168: ‘I’m not up with you, Egg. What’s on?’ ‘Dot Cookson, barf-brain.’.at barfbag (n.) under barf, n.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 84: The kind of food that Nan and Pop could eat without getting bunged up.at bunged up, adj.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 61: His mum was busting her buns to get the job done.at bust one’s ass (v.) under bust, v.1
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 115: I was just so ashamed of myself [...] I was an absolute buttbrain.at butthead (n.) under butt, n.1
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 47: He was a prat. [...] His mum was having some kind of a meltdown and he was stamping his foot like a complete buttface.at buttface (n.) under butt, n.1
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 130: It’s cattin’ and doggin’ out there.at cat and dog (v.) under cat, n.1
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 121: ‘Archie!’ yelled Monster [...] ‘Me old china plate, I knew you’d come.’.at china (plate), n.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 115: I’m just crappin’ on, aren’t I?at crap on (about) (v.) under crap, v.2
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 188: Vicki’s right. You’re a deadset legend.at dead set, adj.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 5: Hooley-dooley, that was no dolphin.at hooley-dooley!, excl.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 187: ‘There’s noone around,’ said Lockie [...] ‘Only the police, Lockie,’ said Phillip. ‘Like, duh!’.at duh!, excl.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 17: Have you heard Storytime yet? Filthy good band.at filthy, adj.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 73: Your mother used to eat flies and Nan didn’t flip.at flip, v.4
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 1: This is not such a smart thing to do when a big horrie wave is bearing down on you like a cement truck.at horrie, adj.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 32: ‘It’s Mum,’ said Lockie, ‘She’s giving me the horrors’.at horrors, the, n.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 135: So we’ve ID’d the gurardian angel, I hear.at i.d., v.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 133: I think you’re a total legend. Even if you do hate my guts.at legend, n.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 5: Hooley-dooley, that was no dolphin. [...] It was a Noah’s ark. A man in a grey flannel suit. The fish with a tax collector’s smile. A swimming lawyer.at man in a grey flannel suit (n.) under man, n.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 151: Those saggy undies with faint skidmarks.at skid mark, n.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 179: His mum chucked a mental, you know.at chuck a mental (v.) under mental, n.
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 65: If I’m unemployed we’re all in the poo.at in the poo under poo, n.1
1997 T. Winton Lockie Leonard, Legend (1998) 47: He was a prat. [...] His mum was having some kind of a meltdown and he was stamping his foot like a complete buttface.at prat, n.1