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Killshot 72: You can take your report and cram it up your lard ass.at lard-ass, n.
Killshot 72: You can take your report and cram it up your lard ass. Killshot 67: I’ll meet you in conference room six at ten bells.at bell, n.1
Killshot 69: I’ll unanimously be voted the no-brainer-of-the-month award.at no-brainer, n.
Killshot 78: It ain’t gonna be any cakewalk, kid.at cakewalk, n.
Killshot 49: They’re hot dogs. They beat out-of-shape business men all year for a chance to play each other.at hot dog, n.2
Killshot 50: You sorta look like a book fruit.at fruit, n.
Killshot 80: I don’t want you fucking away your brains and energy.at fuck one’s ass off (v.) under fuck, v.
Killshot 49: The NHA is a bunch of ham-’n’-egg players.at ham-and-egg(s) (adj.) under ham, n.1
Killshot 118: ‘Here’s looking up your kilt.’ ‘Thank you,’ she answered, giving him just enough smile so her teeth showed.at here’s looking up your kilt(s)!, excl.
Killshot 81: Now he had [...] a roommate who doubled as his resident manager-of-morals and jakey-legged handball coach.at jakeleg, n.
Killshot 59: Susan’s nickings had set it off.at nickings (n.) under nick, v.1
Killshot 53: Give you guys an education and you try to beat the piss out of everybody with it.at beat the piss out of (v.) under piss, the, phr.
Killshot 59: Possibly getting shellacked by Coldiron had started his fuse burning.at shellack, v.
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