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World to Win 265: She was drunk as a fiddler’s bitch that night.at drunk as (a)..., adj.
World to Win 265: She was drunk as a fiddler’s bitch that night. World to Win 109: I lost my glasses. Ain’t worth a damn without my glasses.at not worth a damn, phr.
World to Win 272: I brought back [...] a head full of fool notions, but not a page of writing worth a tinker’s damn.at not worth a tinker’s damn, phr.
World to Win 312: I’d better go for help! I’ll be back in three shakes of a dead lamb’s tail.at two shakes of a lamb’s tail, phr.
World to Win 233: The little snot thinks he’s so all-fired smart.at all-fired, adv.
World to Win 82: If you had t’ squeal when he had you where the wool was tight, why in God’s name didn’t you let us know.at have someone/something by the short and curlies (v.) under short and curlies, n.
World to Win 333: Nawthin’ but promises, promises, promises, when times pick up. That’s the song and dance they allers hand me.at song and dance, n.1
World to Win 261: And whin that’s eat, divilish soon, it seems, it’s the same song and dance agin.at song and dance, n.1
World to Win 275: One guy I know follows his customers into the neat little room marked ‘Papa’ or ‘Jiggs’ just across from the one marked ‘Mama’ or ‘Maggie’ with a roll of tissue in his mitt.at maggie and jiggs, n.
World to Win 333: That’s the song and dance they allers hand me. In a pig’s butt! Times ain’t never goin’ t’ change.at in a pig’s arse! (excl.) under pig’s arse!, excl.
World to Win 84: All ye had, me good woman, when I married ye, was yer arse and a prayer book.at arse, n.
World to Win 88: His jocker was waitin’ fer ’im, hot as a hen laying a goose egg.at ...a fresh-fucked fox in a forest fire under hot as..., adj.
World to Win 58: Honest to God, I’m sick as a horse.at …a horse (adj.) under sick as…, adj.
World to Win 326: Dat’s a fack, sure’s you’re born.at sure as you’re a foot high under sure as..., phr.
World to Win 212: Hey, lardass, don’t let that popgun go off in ya hand.at lard-ass, n.
World to Win 216: We oughta salivate you, but haul ass outa here.at haul ass, v.
World to Win 115: The red-capped baggage-smashers were crying: ‘Take yo’ bag, suh?’.at baggage-smasher (n.) under baggage, n.
World to Win 88: You little rat! Bring me back a bald-headed lump, will you? Robbin’ the mail, eh? Where’s the rest of it?at bald-headed lump (n.) under bald-headed, adj.
World to Win 61: The Master of the poorhouse / Strode through the dismal halls / Crying: ‘Merry, Merry Christmas!’ / But the paupers hollered: ‘BALLS!’.at balls!, excl.
World to Win 116: It’s aged in the woods and bottled in the barn. It’s all right. [...] If it doesn’t peel the varnish off the furniture, it’s harmless for man or beast.at bottled in the barn, n.
World to Win 57: I mooched the stem, and Dude there battered the privates.at batter, v.
World to Win 253: Why, you cheap sport, said Tess [....] You can’t get your batteries charged for nothing.at get one’s batteries charged (v.) under batteries, n.
World to Win 184: Don’t it beat the Jews how I happened t’ run across that?at beat the Jews (v.) under beat, v.
World to Win 146: He ain’t up to no good, and you can bet yer bottom dollar on that.at bet one’s bottom dollar (v.) under bet, v.
World to Win 88: ‘That’s all I got,’ sez the punk, and, bingo! – the jocker lays ’im out fer the count.at bingo!, excl.
World to Win 254: ‘Who stinks, you four-bit whore?’ he shouted.at four-bit (adj.) under bit, n.1
World to Win 331: You know how I used to blow and brag that I’d kill myself.at blow, v.1
World to Win 321: Oooh! I was scared! [...] I guess I was squalling bloody murder.at blue murder, n.
World to Win 43: He’s got the most persuadin’ ways a body could meet.at body, n.
World to Win 56: Beneath a wooden railroad trestle [...] the hoboes stopped for boil-up and a mulligan, if the ingredients could be begged in the town.at boil-up (n.) under boil, v.
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