1977 A. Clarke Prime Minister (1978) 65: A plane was coming in. ‘Beewee!’ somebody surmised.at Beewee, n.
1977 A. Clarke Prime Minister (1978) 163: This is the next fucking government, take it from me, Your-humble-god-damned-servant.at god-damned, adj.
1977 A. Clarke Prime Minister (1978) 101: The first lash really and truly had him mash-up, like a real hairpin.at mash-up, adj.
1977 A. Clarke Prime Minister (1978) 67: This is a poor-arse country, pardon my expression, with a lotta yardfowls.at poor-ass (adj.) under poor, adj.
1977 A. Clarke Prime Minister (1978) 65: Shirl, you looking sexy as shite, yuh!at as shit (adv.) under shit, n.
1977 A. Clarke Prime Minister (1978) 31: The ‘yard,’ as Weekesie called his house, was a three-bedroom bungalow.at yard, n.2
1977 A. Clarke Prime Minister (1978) 29: Lipps is a joke. He’s what we call a yardfowl [...] ‘yardfowl’ was the most uncomplimentary term one man could use to describe another man.at yard fowl (n.) under yard, n.2