1918 Dagger [London] Dec. I 12/1: Sublimely unconscious of the attentions of Brother Boche.at Boche, n.
1918 Dagger [London] Dec. I 4/1: He says, ‘Muggins,’ — I says, ‘That’s me, old cock.’.at old cock, n.
1918 Dagger [London] Dec. I 4/1: I was at the battle of Pinky Poo, an’ it was a holy terror.at holy terror, n.
1918 Dagger [London] Dec. I 5/2: Get off this blinkin’ planet / If you ’opes to ’ump your pack.at hump, v.1
1918 Dagger [London] Dec. I 25/2: When at last the final post has been driven home [...] we turn into ‘kip’ tired, but proud.at kip, n.1
1918 Dagger (London) Dec. I 3/3: For some time Pat had been out of work, and he couldn’t get a job anywhere.at Pat, n.
1918 Dagger [London] Dec. I 5/2: Squeal! you can bet your Sammy / He’ll squal with his four-point-twos.at on my sammy say-so under sammy say-so, n.
1918 Dagger (London) Dec. I 4/2: He had on when last seen a pair of swallow-tailed trousers.at swallow tail, n.
1918 Dagger [London] Dec. I 15/2: To Scrounge. — To Come Upon what is obviously someone else’s when he isn’t there. To Win. — Dito, Ditto, Ditto, when he is there.at win, v.