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Feast of Snakes 88: He fucking-A-well had the words right.at fucking-A, adv.
Feast of Snakes 88: He fucking-A-well had the words right. Feast of Snakes 9: Those beautiful ball-crushing breasts she’d had two years ago now hung like enormous flaps down the front of her body.at ball-crusher (n.) under balls, n.
Feast of Snakes 58: Lummy gave Joe Lon his blue-gummed smile.at blue gum(med), adj.
Feast of Snakes 68: Soda crackers sho am crazy bout snakes, ain’t they?at soda cracker, n.
Feast of Snakes 19: Lebeau County was dry except for beer.at dry, adj.1
Feast of Snakes 69: ‘Lord yes,’ the old man said. ‘I guess we all do, every mother’s son of us.’.at every mother’s son, n.
Feast of Snakes 84: Raised the way she was in the doorway, Willard and Joe Lon looked dead into the bulging eye of her pussy.at eye, n.
Feast of Snakes 74: ‘White slippers.’ ‘Little pointy fuckers,’ said Willard.at fucker, n.
Feast of Snakes 48: ‘Is that what you think, that they’re going to let you stay in here,’ he pointed to the television, ‘watching that jack-off?’.at jack-off, n.
Feast of Snakes 36: The minute I laid eyes on that little jacked-up ass of yours I known I was in love again.at jacked (up), adj.
Feast of Snakes 17: This year, though, they had the Johnny-on-the-spots. Chemical shitters.at johnny-on-the-spot, n.
Feast of Snakes 142: Coach Tump Walker hacked up a lunger.at lunger, n.
Feast of Snakes 5: Her sister and Jon Lon had been a number.at number, n.
Feast of Snakes 27: He’d never tote the pigskin again.at pigskin, n.
Feast of Snakes 100: In the middle of this frantic ride, with his best buddy beside him screaming for him to Screw it on!at screw it on (v.) under screw, v.
Feast of Snakes 25: You can git me a tallboy and a glass of that shine.at shine, n.4
Feast of Snakes 17: This year, though, they had the Johnny-on-the-spots. Chemical shitters.at shitter, n.1
A Feast of Snakes 34: He couldn’t seem to cut any slack anywhere. He’d earned it. Goddammit, he knew he’d earned it.at cut (some) slack (v.) under slack, n.1
Feast of Snakes 25: I didn’t have no more sense than to step on a stick with slopehead shit all over it.at slope, adj.
Feast of Snakes 14: He done locked up Lottie Mae again [...] Say she a sportin lady.at sporting lady (n.) under sporting, adj.
Feast of Snakes 25: You can git me a tallboy and a glass of that shine.at tall boy (n.) under tall, adj.
Feast of Snakes 98: Let’s go find us a tonk [...] I want to play the juke and eat a pickled pig’s foot. I want to drink beer and shake my ass.at tonk, n.1
Feast of Snakes 28: Get us a ramp and jump the thing like Evel what’s-his-fucking-face.at whatshisface, n.
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