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Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 11: One of the little baboo-boys came running with a map.at babu, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 11: One of the little baboo-boys came running with a map. Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 35: You daddy, and he wicked brothers, and all they badjohn-boyfriends just the same.at bad john (n.) under bad, adj.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 9: The only coca that grew there now was cocoplumbs in the shape of bambams!at bam-bam, n.1
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 37: Layers of white frills rippling down she long neck, down over she ripe tot-tots, and down around she smooth, shapely bamsee. [Ibid.] 78: But the hips could still wind a little bit, and the bamsee could still shake.at bamsie, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 37: White kerchief tied up around she beehive-nest of hair.at beehive, n.2
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 101: We would soon be using President Franklins to wipe we culos and light we cigars and not none of that coconut nastiness! [Ibid.] 109: A half-naked soldier chasing a baby baboo [...] waving a Franklin in the air behind him calling cutchie-cutchie-cutchie!at Ben Franklin, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 32: We saw a woman [...] that looked like she was suffering from a good case of bitty-bambam. [...] So I was thinking to tell Uncle Olly to stop for this poor woman as I felt so bad, but then again if she did have the bitties – or if she was too proud to use the bush and she was toting a load – then we didn’t want her in the back seat.at bitties, the, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 104: The other thing about drinking alcohol is not only does it make me a little bit more emotional [...] but bobo as a bubulups too!at bobo, adj.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 150: A brassfaced, big-mouthed, blue-striped, balloon-bellied son-of-peacock.at brass-face (n.) under brass, adj.1
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 77: They wanted to know what do we mean to say the Syrian was an old buller? Well Mrs Carmichael smiled and she said Mary, and I [...] said jump-over-the-fence, and Mrs Carmichael said softman, and I said borrow-the-Bishop’s crosier.at bull, n.1
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 120: You poor mummy gets that look on she face red red like she’s trying to make a caca with a corcho inside she culo!at make (a) ca-ca (v.) under caca, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 156: I told the boys they might as well ‘chow down’.at chow down, v.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 27: This gown was only a dirty old sheet that he’d wrapped heself in to match the headress, and Johnny, let me tell you this King was really looking like a chuff-chuff now!at chuff-chuff, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 101: In any case five-thousand coconut dollars didn’t mean nothing to us a-tall, not even a fart! [Ibid.] 101: We would soon be using President Franklins to wipe we culos and light we cigars and not none of that coconut nastiness!at coconut, n.1
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 109: A half-naked soldier chasing a baby baboo [...] waving a Franklin in the air behind him calling cutchie-cutchie-cutchie!at cooch, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 120: You poor mummy gets that look on she face red red like she’s trying to make a caca with a corcho inside she culo!at culo, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 39: Every manjack and womanjill too had gathered there by the river secret to watch her.at every man jack (n.) under every, adj.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 134: De Berrio didn’t find a fart again as usual.at fart, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 77: They wanted to know what do we mean to say the Syrian was an old buller? Well Mrs Carmichael smiled and she said Mary, and I [...] said jump-over-the-fence, and Mrs Carmichael said softman, and I said borrow-the-Bishop’s crosier.at on the fence under fence, n.1
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 150: He’s a fru-fru, a beggar, [...] that don’t remember the last time he showered with soap.at fru-fru, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 20: He was only putting goatmouth loud on heself by saying that.at goat-mouth (n.) under goat, n.1
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 152: ‘Time to hit the grits!’ So we all assembled weself around the big diningroom table.at grits, n.1
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 42: Two hairy huevos, and a cornstarch-plaster stuck up between his legs.at huevos, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 173: There she was posing like a jamette up against the Cadillac on Tanzania’s side!at jamette, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 40: All these wad-janks strutting around the place each one like the cock-of-the-walk heself, the truth is that not one of these men had ever even found the courage to approach her.at wad-jank, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 97: These jitneys and Jeeps full of American soldiers.at jitney, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 11: He was sitting up straight in the chair like he wanted to jook he head through the roof.at juke, v.2
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 192: A heavy metal object came ka-plonk! down on top of my head.at kaplunk!, excl.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 77: They wanted to know what do we mean to say the Syrian was an old buller? Well Mrs Carmichael smiled and she said Mary, and I [...] said jump-over-the-fence, and Mrs Carmichael said softman, and I said borrow-the-Bishop’s crosier.at Mary, n.
Grandmother’s Erotic Folktales 77: Papa-yo! Ten-thousand Yankee dollars.at papa!, excl.
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