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Grobianus 243: He pull’d his Breeches down, and shew’d his A-- From whence a golden Show’r of Ordure fell, Horrid to think, how horrid to smell!at arse, n.
Grobianus 243: He pull’d his Breeches down, and shew’d his A-- From whence a golden Show’r of Ordure fell, Horrid to think, how horrid to smell! Grobianus 13: [footnote] On his happening to sneeze a second Time, she said, Kiss my A....at kiss my arse!, excl.
Grobianus 255: A very worthy Fellow of St. John’s, Was by a Country Wit bamboozled once.at bamboozle, v.
Grobianus 26: Carve thereon your Blouzabella’s Name.at blouzabella, n.
Grobianus 266: It gave so rank, so redolent a Smell, As wou’d a Boghouse or a Jakes excel.at boghouse, n.
Grobianus 92: The Booby Tribe, with grave Digressions vex’d, Cries, Doctor! do not wander from the Text.at booby, adj.1
Grobianus 11: Why all must own thee for a Boor compleat.at bore, n.1
Grobianus 122: Be loud tho’ little; fill the House with Noise, For Tipplers most an end are roaring Boys.at roaring boy, n.
Grobianus 17: Forth from the treach’rous Passage of the Bum, A horrid Fume shall straight your Crime proclaim To ev’ry Nose.at bum, n.1
Grobianus 40: Unreprehended there, supine, you lie, And many a fragrant Bum-gut-shot let flie.at bum-gut (n.) under bum, n.1
Grobianus 130: Don’t trifle (like a Chicken-hearted Slave).at chicken-hearted, adj.
Grobianus 225: Nought proves more tedious than a Curtain-Lecture.at curtain lecture (n.) under curtain, n.
Grobianus 145: None in the Bason cares to plunge Slap-dash.at slap-dash, adv.
Grobianus 49: But, like a Man of Might, give Place to none, And take the Wall of every Mother’s Son.at every mother’s son, n.
Grobianus 14: Let ev’ry Tooth in sable Pomp appear: Those Fangs, bespeckled like some Leopard’s Skin.at fang, n.
Grobianus 208: Now let a Fizzle steal in Silence forth.at fizzle, n.1
Grobianus 268: Proceed, ye venerable Train! proceed, To fart and fizzle in the Time of Need; Those who retain stale Wind are nasty Sluts.at fizzle, v.1
Grobianus 266: It gave so rank, so redolent a Smell, As wou’d a Boghouse or a Jakes excel.at jakes, n.1
Grobianus 219: Thy Coat’s all ragged, rent, and torn, (Rent like the Placket of immortal Joan).at joan, n.
Grobianus 174: Bid ’em be jogging, while their Boots are green.at jog, v.
Grobianus 34: With present Carnage fills his empty Maw, And grinds all Remnants with a greedy Jaw.at maw, n.
Grobianus 111: When therefore thou’rt invited to a Feast, Besure to carry your Companion-beast; [...] Who shall displace him or invade his Prog? None, while he has a Patron – happy Dog!at prog, n.1
Grobianus 129: The cunning Shavers, for a Time, give o’er, Which none but Boobies ever do before.at shaver, n.1
Grobianus 201: In case no other Utensil is nigh [...] Then use the Sh---pot, foul as foul can be, But then I beg you wou’d not drink to me.at shitpot, n.
Grobianus 13: If you yourself no smutty Jokes advance, It looks as you were bred in Ignorance.at smutty, adj.
Grobianus 180: And cry, behold! here’s Supernaculum.at supernaculum, n.
Grobianus 102: Returning homewards in a furious Tiff.at tiff, n.2
Grobianus 160: Begin thy Whistle, as at first, to whet, Drink thy dear self entirely out of Debt.at wet one’s whistle (v.) under wet, v.
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