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Fill the Stage with Happy Hours choose

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[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act VII: I’m a bit of a lad you know – do you think you’re safe with me?
at bit of a lad (n.) under bit of (a), n.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act I: I’ve been sick as a dog.
at …a dog (adj.) under sick as…, adj.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act VI: He’s tried like billyho to get us a council grant.
at like billy-o (adv.) under billy-o, n.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act III: You’ve blotted your copybook once today.
at blot one’s copybook, v.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act III: Go a bomb.
at go a bomb (v.) under bomb, n.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act IV: Couple of sequins on her bumpers.
at bumper, n.3
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act III: Hey hey – button your lip.
at button one’s lip, v.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act IV: You’ll be having a bloody Bertolt Brecht seat next. Bloody shee shee nonsense.
at chichi, adj.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act III: This place is full of deadheads, from the Council.
at deadhead, n.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act VII: A bob or two a week is all he can fiddle on that fiddle diddle.
at diddle, n.3
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act IV: Fair do’s – you’ve done a lot for this theatre.
at fair dos under fair, adj.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act VII: A bob or two a week is all he can fiddle on that fiddle diddle.
at fiddle, v.2
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act IV: I don’t know how I went on – my face was giving me jip.
at give someone gyp (v.) under gyp, n.2
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act II: You’ve seen Albert pissed and heaving both ends a pool, on his knees, on the lino, in the hall.
at heave, v.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act VII: They’re not all like me you know, honest John.
at honest john, n.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act I: He has spent the night, our little lad, he has been the night with a junker!
at junker, n.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act IV: He was out all night with Audrey last night – the cheeky monkey.
at monkey, n.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act V: Great laughs and titters at me being seen waving a razor round my mush.
at mush, n.2
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act III: He’s got a pash. He’s got his first crush.
at pash, n.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act IV: You in the pud, Molly?
at in the pud (adj.) under pud, n.1
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act VI: One for the road skip?
at skip, n.1
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act III: Mine’s a light ale pale ale, Squire, thank you.
at squire, n.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act IV: Molly – thank you very much. You really are a sweetie.
at sweetie, n.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act IV: I know – I know – the whole thing is tat though isn’t it?
at tat, adj.
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act IV: Not so little. The little tata.
at tata, n.2
[UK] C. Wood Fill the Stage With Happy Hours (1967) Act VI: I’ll die of the wankers colic and it’s very disappointing. I should have stopped at my age.
at wanker’s doom (n.) under wanker, n.
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