2011 D.D. Brazill ‘Lady and the Gimp’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] Barry [...] was as drunk as a skunk.at drunk as (a)..., adj.
2011 D.D. Brazill ‘Lady and the Gimp’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] Abbott’s frankly barmy sermons were as famous as his acid flashbacks.at acid flashback (n.) under acid, n.1
2011 E. Beetner ‘Zed’s Dead, Baby’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] He owed my man a decent chunk of change and [...] even Zed wasn’t so shit-all stupid to use it as hush money.at shit-all, adv.
2011 E. Beetner ‘Zed’s Dead, Baby’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] Her old man takes it on the heel and leaves her with Jr.at heel-and-toe, n.
2011 C.F. Holme ‘Night at the Royale’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] He was sick to death of all the hard-asses in his employ fighting over the Mr Black moniker.at hard-ass, n.
2011 D.D. Brazill ‘Lady and the Gimp’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] Penhaligon was sent down for playing hide the salami with an under-aged student.at play (a game of) hide the salami (v.) under play (at)..., v.
2011 J. MacArthur ‘Jack Rabbit Slim’s Cellar’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] A place to hide [...] somewhere my brother or his baboons won’t find me.at baboon, n.
2011 J. MacArthur ‘Jack Rabbit Slim’s Cellar’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] Gotta hand it to you [...] Wham. Bam. And thank you, ma’am.at wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am, phr.
2011 D.D. Brazill ‘Lady and the Gimp’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] Abbott’s frankly barmy sermons were as famous as his acid flashbacks.at barmy, adj.
2011 C.F. Holme ‘Night at the Royale’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] This time, it was the beanpole who spoke first.at beanpole, n.
2011 R. Goodwin ‘Threshold Woman’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] ‘Someone’s taken too much acid. I need you to help them come down.’ [...] ‘She needs a benzo like Klonopin’.at benzo, n.2
2011 J. MacArthur ‘Jack Rabbit Slim’s Cellar’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] [They] shot you in the ass and kicked you in the berries.at berries, n.
2011 G. Phillips ‘Slicers’ Serenade of Steel’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] ‘Watch it, asshole,’ biggie growled [...] She put her vermilion-nailed hands on her substantial breasts in its straining top.at biggie, n.
2011 J. Callaway ‘Misirlou’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] This chick comes in, had a bingle in her Beemer, put a big dent in the fender.at bingle, n.1
2011 G. Phillips ‘Slicers’ Serenade of Steel’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] Sally Sincyr, a con woman who specialized in the grieving niece bit.at bit, n.1
2011 E. Beetner ‘Zed’s Dead, Baby’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] Why anyone would load a red cent to these degenerates is beyond me.at red cent, n.
2011 E. Beetner ‘Zed’s Dead, Baby’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] he was cut from the same cloth as the others. The same cheap-ass, shit-stained moldy rag.at cheap-ass (adj.) under cheap, adj.
2011 N. Johnson ‘Corpse by Any Other Name’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] Grab some clodhopper and kill him and bring me his lifeless piece-of-shit corpse.at clodhopper, n.
2011 C. Rhatigan ‘October 17 ... Meeting’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] I need fire running through my veins for this. Instead I’ve got a combo of caffeine, nicotine and dexedrine.at combo, n.2
2011 G. Phillips ‘Slicers’ Serenade of Steel’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] Sally Sincyr, a con woman who specialized in the grieving niece bit.at con-man, n.
2011 D.D. Brazill ‘Lady and the Gimp’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] I’ll stay here a bit longer. See if the jukebox conks out, like.at conk (out), v.
2011 G. Phillips ‘Slicers’ Serenade of Steel’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] Only the working girls and potential johns cruising by getting an eye and earful were out.at cruise, v.
2011 D.D. Brazill ‘Lady and the Gimp’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] ‘Wasn’t she a blond?’ ‘Yeah [...] but the collars and cuffs didn’t match’.at cuffs and collars (n.) under cuff, n.2
2011 G. Phillips ‘Slicers’ Serenade of Steel’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] Come on, stud muffin, forty for a date.at date, n.1
2011 E. Beetner ‘Zed’s Dead, Baby’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] Drug addict. Gambler. Deadbeat Dad. Car thief.at deadbeat, adj.
2011 M.C. Funk ‘You Never Can Tell’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] He was the man with a plan [...] Not his dickweed son.at dickweed (n.) under dick, n.1
2011 E. Beetner ‘Zed’s Dead, Baby’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] [The] kid on Christmas morning who finds nothing but a pine tree with diddly-squat underneath it.at diddly-squat, n.1
2011 D.D. Brazill ‘Lady and the Gimp’ in Pulp Ink [ebook] You’re [sic] Welsh friend left his digs last week without paying his rent.at digs, n.1