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[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 612: It’ll be ammo for yeh, compadre, Bertie’d said.
at ammo, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 362: Darren stopped the ball. Normally he’d have have two or three men up his arse by now.
at up someone’s arse/ass under arse, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 559: Jimmy Sr was carrying a brown bag that was already soggy; the arse was going to fall out of it.
at arse, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 384: He knew chaps that wouldn’t bother their arses getting up, and wives as well who stayed in bed.
at arse, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 617: You couldn’t be one of the nicest, soundest people ever born and suddenly become a mean, conniving, tight-arsed little cunt; not overnight.
at tight-arsed, adj.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 524: They’re not flares, righ’! They’re baggies.
at baggies, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 616: I didn’t say annythin’, said Bimbo. – Me bollix, said Jimmy Sr, just over his breath.
at my bollocks! (excl.) under ballocks, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 371: I think, by my faith, it’s a load o’ bollix.
at ballocks, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 373: My Jaysis, tha’ young one has you by the bollix alrigh’.
at have someone/something by the balls (v.) under balls, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 575: D’yeh know wha’ we need, Bimbo? he said [...] – Wha’? said Bimbo. – A night on the batter, said Jimmy Sr.
at batter, n.3
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 375: He wanted to go after him and thump the living shite out of him and throw the poxy fiver back in his face.
at beat the shit out of, v.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 441: Yeh fuckin’ big-headed little prick, yeh.
at big-headed (adj.) under big head, n.1
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 588: They were a right pair of bints, your women at the jacks door.
at bint, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 615: Wha’ are youse two bitchin’ abou’? she asked them.
at bitch, v.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 503: Not just green notes either, brown ones as well, and even a couple of blueys.
at bluey, n.1
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 369: Come here you, Bollockchops, said Billy.
at bollockchops (n.) under bollock, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 567: Bloody bowsies, he said [...] Yeh shouldn’t encourage them.
at bowsie, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 367: Do none of yis go up to the Hikers at all? – I do, said Kenny. – Yeh do in your brown, said Anto.
at in one’s brown under brown, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 395: He could’ve given himself a bugle now, out here in the hall, just remembering what she was like.
at bugle, n.2
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 371: Up we get. You’re a righ’ little buster, aren’t yeh?
at buster, n.1
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 380: No, hang on, Jim, said Bimbo. I’ll get this one. It’s my round but.
at but, adv.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 596: Bimbo and Anne Marie were chewing the faces off each other.
at chew someone’s face (v.) under chew, v.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 409: He’d sat on that stone bench with the two bronze oul’ ones chin-wagging on it.
at chinwag, v.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 363: Game over, ten minutes early. – Thank fuck, said Pat Conlon. – It’s fuckin’ freezin’.
at thank Christ, phr.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 619: Wipe your feet, said Jimmy Sr. – Only coddin’ yeh.
at cod, v.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 524: I didn’t spend a fortune on your hair, said Jimmy Sr, – so yis could get picked up by snot-nosed little corner boys.
at corner boy (n.) under corner, n.2
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 499: She was one of those culchie-looking women, roundy and red.
at culchie, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 577: What’s keepin’ the cunt? said Jimmy Sr when the train stopped for a minute at the depot.
at cunt, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 419: She’s a daisy, said Jimmy Sr.
at daisy, n.
[Ire] R. Doyle Van (1998) 589: A pint of stout in this place would leave them pebble-dashing the jacks for the rest of the weekend.
at pebble-dash, v.
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