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Cannibals 55: They couldn’t give a crap about anyone.at not give a shit, v.
Cannibals 55: They couldn’t give a crap about anyone. Cannibals 106: I’ve done everything in the world to ace the scumbug out of position.at ace, v.
Cannibals 79: I told you Chili won’t play tangletoes with friends.at play (at)..., v.
Cannibals 472: They’ve been back-dooring you with the Dentist [...] They talk, and whatever they don’t know, they make up. They’re turning you in.at backdoor, v.1
Cannibals 216: He’s a real bad scene, and there’s a big problem getting chicks to go with him [...] this guy is bad news.at bad scene (n.) under bad, adj.
Cannibals 216: He’s a real bad scene, and there’s a big problem getting chicks to go with him [...] this guy is bad news.at bad news, n.
Cannibals 39: This is the greatest stand-up guy [...] This guy’s got big brass balls.at brass balls, n.
Cannibals 45: The wise asses that toss them phony baloney lines are called ‘stew-bums’.at phoney-baloney, adj.
Cannibals 401: He has no rabbi, no bishop, nobody to go to bat for him.at go to bat for (v.) under bat, v.
Cannibals 30: We used to drink together, go to ball games, ‘beard’ for each other, have great times.at beard, n.
Cannibals 136: You’re loaded with that eager beaver bullshit.at eager beaver, adj.
Cannibals 104: There’s certain guys that you just know are bedbugs.at bedbug, n.
Cannibals 356: I love to see you get belted in print.at belt, v.
Cannibals 133: Bingo, Joey! He dates a friend of mine on the Coast.at bingo!, excl.
Cannibals 280: He’s playing the big star bit.at bit, n.1
Cannibals 72: Those two blabbermouths will put it on the street real quick.at blabbermouth, n.
Cannibals 194: When he’d blasted me once before, I’d had Irving call his brown-nose announcer and warn him.at blast, v.1
Cannibals 484: The Chairman would pay for the blow job, bless his little bananas.at bless someone’s little cotton socks under bless, v.1
Cannibals 254: Break out a bottle. We’re going to get blind [...] goddam blind!at blind, adj.1
Cannibals 224: ‘Hey, man, what do you blow?’ [...] ‘Trumpet, baby, and some half-assed sax.’.at blow, v.1
Cannibals 103: Okey-dokey, boychik.at boychick (n.) under boy, n.2
Cannibals 80: How the hell can you really swing if you’re wondering whether the last thing in her bread box might have been an eight-inch chocolate eclair ... with mold.at bread box (n.) under bread, n.1
Cannibals 326: Unless you want me to ‘yes’ you like your brown-nose brigade.at brigade, n.
Cannibals 194: I’d had Irving call his brown-nose announcer and warn him.at brown nose, n.
Cannibals 356: He did a column on Morris that was brutal.at brutal, adj.
Cannibals 64: ‘It’s easier when you’re a good teacher—’ ‘Bullcrap.’.at bullcrap (n.) under bull, n.6
Cannibals 68: Money talks – bullshit walks.at bullshit, n.
Cannibals 45: The wise asses that toss them phony baloney lines are called ‘stew-bums’.at stew bum, n.
Cannibals 253: He looks like a fucking butterfly.at butterfly, n.
Cannibals 105: ‘Hiya, Virgil boy, how’s by you?’ ‘Same old jungle.’.at how’s by you?, phr.
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