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Timber Wolves 39: You bet your sweet life you did!at bet one’s (sweet) life (v.) under bet, v.
Timber Wolves 39: You bet your sweet life you did! Timber Wolves 239: ‘I’d give a tidy bit to know who put you on to this game,’ he said finally. ‘A little dicky-bird.’.at dicky-bird, n.1
Timber Wolves 218: Well, don’t lose your block, whatever you do.at lose one’s block (v.) under block, n.1
Timber Wolves 36: He slept like a log until roused by the hotel ‘boots’ in the early hours.at boots, n.2
Timber Wolves 96: Of all the old idiots that ever walked, you and George take the bun!at take the bun, v.
Timber Wolves 186: I was bushed like any new chum.at new chum, n.
Timber Wolves 43: See here, Mister, you can’t come the bluff on me like that.at come the..., v.
Timber Wolves 250: I don’t quite understand why Garraway hasn’t tried any comeback at us.at comeback, n.1
Timber Wolves 34: Thought you was one of them ordinary, whiskey-stinking commercials.at commercial, n.
Timber Wolves 125: ‘You never tossed again?’ ‘Why no! You see it was sudden death.’.at sudden death, n.1
Timber Wolves 227: Dingbust this sore heel of mine!at dingbust, v.
Timber Wolves 327: Now you leggo before I dot you one.at dot, v.
Timber Wolves 254: Why, you poor dubs, did you think you could get to windwards of a man like Sam Frame?at dub, n.5
Timber Wolves 167: For Mike’s sake, don’t grouch now.at for Pete’s sake!, excl.
Timber Wolves 77: Timber Bend had a reputation for sly-grog selling.at sly-grog, n.
Timber Wolves 314: By the Lord Harry, the wind’s changing!at by the Lord Harry! (excl.) under Lord Harry, n.
Timber Wolves 306: They’s a two-coloured, button-grass spawn of a creek lobster sitting inside over there, jess like he owned the place.at lobster, n.1
Timber Wolves 223: Well, that certainly was one hell of a mix-up.at mix-up, n.
Timber Wolves 22: Blest if she ain’t been to sleep in her chair. Lazy little puss.at puss, n.1
Timber Wolves 306: Let’s have a quiz at your caller.at quiz, v.
Timber Wolves 39: I ain’t no rook, but I got my living to make, ain’t I?at rook, n.1
Timber Wolves 312: What say, Jack? Shall we go home right away?at what say? under say, v.
Timber Wolves 221: From the boss down, you’re a set of sharping blackguards.at sharp, v.
Timber Wolves 326: Me run away? Why, you tea-swilling slab, I don’t run from nobody.at slab, n.
Timber Wolves 137: Anyhow, they’s no need to get snake-headed about it.at snake-headed (adj.) under snake, n.1
Timber Wolves 159: I’ve told the girls to give out that we’ve gone fishing, if any stickybeaks get to asking why we ain’t visible no more.at stickybeak, n.
Timber Wolves 146: Kind of rejuvination my innards against [...] Sollum’s everlasting dough-balls and swill. That man’s cooking would annoy a wart-hog.at swill, n.
Timber Wolves 33: Wanta leave your traps in the office?at traps, n.1
Timber Wolves 40: I got a friend hereabouts that tuckers me when I’m along this way.at tucker, v.
Timber Wolves 25: The margin seems wide enough to allow you a whacking big profit.at whacking, adj.
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