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You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids choose

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[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 23: I think you’ve had a few, haven’t you?
at few, a, n.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 68: Sophia straddled him [...] It wasn’t long before her backside waas going up and down like a fiddler’s elbow.
at in and out like a fiddler’s elbow, phr.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 98: He heard a loud ‘shave and a haircut, two bits’ banged on his front door.
at shave-and-a-haircut, n.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 197: It’s a dick [...] It’s definitely not a dropkick, mate. Definitely not a snatch.
at dropkick and punt, n.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 89: He was [...] always rabbiting on to Les about how smart his sons were.
at rabbit (and pork), v.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 156: We won’t fart-arse around. We’ll make this [...] a take.
at fart-arse, v.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 85: They were all too pissed and just a bunch of smart-arses.
at smart-arse, n.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 135: In your arse, you skinny turd, thought Les.
at in your arse! (excl.) under arse, n.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 160: Here’s happy Warren home early from work. They’ve probably just given him the arse.
at arse, n.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 128: Pig’s arse! If it hadn’t been for you [...] I’d of got ripped off.
at pig’s arse!, excl.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 109: Not half as funny as you smell, arseole [sic].
at arsehole, n.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 152: I might go over and liven the big poofter and his artsy-fartsy mates up.
at artsy-fartsy, adj.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 46: Sally was going at it busier than a one-armed paper hanger with the crabs.
at busy as a one-armed paper-hanger (adj.) under busy as..., adj.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 181: The ask for the drinks in this dump’s enormous.
at ask, n.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 205: Being a laid-back married man with five kids he loved nothing better than a bit of gossip.
at laid-back, adj.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 167: It’s pretty quiet upstairs so you can slam the bag about 3am.
at slam the bag (v.) under bag, n.1
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 159: Not to mention the frightful bagging Billy Dunne had given him when he called round for a drink.
at bagging, n.4
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 201: Colette really...ballsed things up in her own funny sort of way.
at balls up, v.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 110: Murray kept doing a bit of Balmain folk dancing up and down his ribcage with his R.M. Williams riding boots.
at Balmain folk dancing, n.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 157: He had a lot of bark and a few pieces of scalp missing but nothing appeared to be broken.
at bark, n.1
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 206: What self-respecting tart, even if she was a bat, would want to jump in the cot with you?
at bat, n.1
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 194: What I am I going to do with you ‘Fat Fuck’ [...] You’re a beast, there’s no two ways about it.
at beast, n.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 14: They could have dragged him into the lift and beat the shit out of him.
at beat the shit out of, v.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 85: Now I’m going to beddy byes [...] I suggest you do the same.
at beddy-bye, n.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 31: Les was going to belt him but decided against it.
at belt, v.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 36: He’d belt along the edges of ponds, scattering the water hens and ducks near the banks.
at belt, v.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 27: He had two have two Bex powders, a cup of tea and a lie-down.
at Bex, n.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 32: Bikie Number One [...] decided to poke shit at Norton’s tuxedo.
at bikie, n.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 32: He had on fairly standard bikie gear, filthy denim jeans [etc.].
at bikie, n.
[Aus] R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 77: I’ll finish up doin’ me block and hitting her.
at do one’s block (v.) under block, n.1
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