1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 R.G. Barrett You Wouldn’t Be Dead for Quids (1989) 109: Not half as funny as you smell, arseole [sic].at arsehole, n.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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
1985 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
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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
1985 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
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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.
1985 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