1934 E. Caldwell Tobacco Road (1958) 24: She don’t give a cuss what nobody thinks about it.at not care a curse, v.
1934 E. Caldwell Tobacco Road (1958) 29: If he does know it, he don’t give a good goddam now.at not give a good goddam, v.
1934 E. Caldwell Tobacco Road (1958) 29: Lov’s going to big her [...] he acts like an old stud-horse.at big, v.
1934 E. Caldwell Tobacco Road (1958) 66: You’ve got to swear to me you won’t let me be left in the box where the rats can get me.at box, n.1
1934 E. Caldwell Tobacco Road (1958) 14: Some of these days He’ll bust loose with a heap of bounty and all us poor folks will have all we want to eat.at bust loose (v.) under bust, v.1
1934 E. Caldwell Tobacco Road (1958) 16: Quit chunking that durn ball at them there weatherboards, Dude.at chunk, v.1
1934 E. Caldwell Tobacco Road (1958) 140: But durned if I can’t run you off it – now git!at git!, excl.
1934 E. Caldwell Tobacco Road (1958) 22: Ellie May’s straining for Lov, ain’t she? [...] She’s liable to bust a gut if she don’t look out.at bust a gut (v.) under gut, n.
1934 E. Caldwell Tobacco Road (1958) 27: Lov’s wanting to hang up with Ellie May.at hang with (v.) under hang, v.4
1934 E. Caldwell Tobacco Road (1958) 42: Bessie hated Hard-shell Baptists with the same intensity with which she hated the devil.at hard-shell, n.
1934 E. Caldwell Tobacco Road (1958) 20: This raft of women and children is all the time bellowing for snuff and rations, too.at raft, n.1
1934 E. Caldwell Tobacco Road (1958) 81: You can drive a new car anywhere in the State for seven days while you are waiting for the tags to come from Atlanta.at tag, n.3
1934 E. Caldwell Tobacco Road (1958) 25: I could have raised me a whopping big mess of turnips this year.at whopping, adj.