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[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 63: ‘Shut up, you silly buggar,’ snapped Bruiser, who then turned to me and added, ‘Flicker’s mad as a snake.’.
at ...a cut snake under mad as..., adj.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 154: They were both drunk and [...] explained that every six months or so life got them down and they had a ‘beer-up’ together.
at beer-up (n.) under beer, n.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 124: This bloke could fight on a tray bit.
at trey-bit, n.
[Aus] in A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 143: You get the Joe Blakes bad after a few weeks [drinking].
at joe blakes, n.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 72: We [...] gets a sky pilot, but he’s late and we’re all blithered when he turns up.
at blithered, adj.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 72: One day I was in the pub and two rabbiters come in to blow their cheque.
at blow, v.2
[Aus] in A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 145: I pulled up a bo and asked him if he knew where I could get a hand-out.
at bo, n.1
[Aus] in A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 143: I was on the booze for eight months once.
at on the booze under booze, n.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 159: We’re going to have a cigarette all round [...] If you get plenty later I’ll bot a cigarette off the lot of you.
at bot, v.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 55: ‘Well, I’ll go to buggary!’ exclaimed Bruiser.
at go to buggery! (excl.) under buggery, n.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 73: A good spieler can pick his man [...] the bunny that wants something for nothing.
at bunny, n.1
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 145: Whenever I was half-charged, I thought of marrying, but the thought of fourteen kids sobered me up again.
at charged (up), adj.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 79: There was a girl in the kitchen of a station near Booligal, once [...] I used to chyack her and pull her hair.
at chi-ike, v.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 142: I’m not much chop on pies, but I’m a toby on puddin’s.
at not much chop under no chop, phr.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 59: ‘I smoke,’ went on Olive. ‘I even roll my own.’ This was coming it a bit strong, and the boys laughed unbelievingly.
at come it strong (v.) under come it, v.1
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 54: ‘I like to hear you crack Bruiser,’ he told me in confidence.
at crack, v.1
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 144: I was broke — didn’t have a cracker.
at cracker, n.4
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 142: They use crook meat because it’s too much trouble to keep it fresh.
at crook, adj.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 70: Then Walk-the-lead crowned him with a beaut.
at crown, v.
[Aus] in A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 143: I always wake up in the dead house or in a camp fire.
at dead house (n.) under dead, adj.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 157: ‘What the deuce do they think they’re doing?’ I murmured.
at what the deuce...?, phr.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 143: You keep going till you do your cheque.
at do, v.1
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 58: ‘Cut it [i.e. smoking] down,’ I advised him. ‘I like a draw now and then,’ he said.
at draw, n.2
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 146: They always gave me a go.
at go, n.1
[Aus] in A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 142: I’ve always been a grape on crook meat.
at have a grape on (v.) under grape, n.1
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 134: He was about fifty years old and ran a few sheep along the river. ‘I’m a hatter,’ he explained.
at hatter, n.1
[Aus] in A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 146: He wasn’t like those blokes with the hoot who keep tellin’ you how lucky you are.
at hoot, n.1
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 144: Once you’ve had the horrors you never forget ’em.
at horrors, the, n.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 59: ‘Here, dint it [i.e. a hat] like mine,’ I said [...] ‘Jeese, no!’ he exclaimed, backing away.
at jeez!, excl.
[Aus] A. Marshall These Are My People (1957) 144: I use Eno’s Fruit Salts instead of baking powder [...] I know all the leaks.
at leak, n.
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