1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 355: She was worried that her friend might have been ‘mucked about with’ by her father.at muck about, v.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 335: If you don’t let me go I’ll give all the kids acid and they’ll all jump off the church roof.at acid, n.1
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 282: He had been knocking around with a thirteen-year-old who had a brother who was a bouncer.at knock around, v.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 79: Her brother-in-law [...] called her a ‘hot-arsed little sod’.at hot-arsed, adj.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 65: They were both so stoned. So laid back that they were horizontal, was that what they used to say?at laid-back, adj.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 272: She’d still be shouting and bawling. Yelling and laying into them and going ballistic.at go ballistic (v.) under ballistic, adj.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 112: The balloon really did go up then.at when the balloon goes up under balloon, n.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 87: It was gangbang, thank you ma’am, and that was that story finished. [Ibid.] 345: He climaxed very quickly. He was very whambam.at wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am, phr.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 156: She wanted some big nigger to throw her down and fucking bang on top of her and treat her like a dog.at bang, v.1
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 49: All the first intake of lodgers were male; hippies or bikers, Hell’s Angels types.at biker, n.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 114: His floozy or his bimbo, the landlady [...] called her.at bimbo, n.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 63: He shook her about and they were both cursing her and calling her bitch.at bitch, n.1
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 185: Making a monkey out of. Pulling the wool over. Putting one over on. The chisel. The blag.at blag, n.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 57: She blanked this for many years. Her memories were revived years later.at blank, v.2
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 54: The time she had brought a black bloke to Cromwell Street.at bloke, n.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 96: He didn’t just lose his temper. He used to flip. Blow.at blow, v.1
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 189: Sunday dinner was always something really special. Their one blow-out meal.at blow-out, n.1
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 341: The house was full of blue magazines and blue movies. Dirty books and dirty films.at blue, adj.3
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 90: This bog-ordinary, prefabricated, pebble-finished stand.at bog-standard, adj.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 153: Fred was cool about drugs and drunkenness and crazy bombed-out behaviour.at bombed out, adj.1
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 54: You want to watch her. Don’t you know she’s both ways?at both ways, adj.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 52: Ben’s still out of his brain and Dapper Davis is going on being his horrible usual self.at out of one’s brain(s) (adj.) under brain, n.1
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 233: Even smashed family photographs and the budgie cage.at budgie, n.1
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 228: Well, this bugger must’ve gone down twelve feet.at bugger, n.1
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 333: And it was a day or two later Heather buggered off.at bugger off, v.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 136: He was a boaster. A braggart [...] He was a romancer. A bullshitting liar.at bullshit, v.
1998 G. Burn Happy Like Murderers 213: A likeable kind of bullshitter is what he was.at bullshitter, n.