1980 A. Fugard Tsotsi 14: Ja. Sick man. Like a dog. Sick like a dog.at …a dog (adj.) under sick as…, adj.
1980 A. Fugard Tsotsi 6: Why? Die Aap is asking a question. Boston laughs. ‘Because [...] of this cherry. Ja man. Buggered him up she did.’.at cherry, n.1
1980 A. Fugard Tsotsi 60: It was the day the mineshaft collapsed. [...] They eventually found him and lifted up the heavy beam that had fallen across his legs. [...] ‘Tsotsi’, he said aloud and spat on the pavement. ‘Tsotsi shit! Dogshit! Mangy, dug-dry, yellow bitch shit!’.at dogshit! (excl.) under dogshit, n.
1980 A. Fugard Tsotsi 139: Boston stank as bad as a backyard. He had also messed in his trousers.at mess, v.
1980 A. Fugard Tsotsi 145: It says you can’t work at Natty Outfitters because your last employer did not sign your book.at natty, adj.
1980 A. Fugard Tsotsi 71: Bloody stinking lot of white people. Here is your money and go back.at stinking, adj.1
1980 A. Fugard Tsotsi 36: There was only an old man in the shop buying a tickey plug of chew tobacco.at tickey, n.
1980 A. Fugard Tsotsi 125: An Indian chased him away from his shop door, shouting and calling him a tsotsi.at tsotsi, n.
1980 A. Fugard Tsotsi 20: The zol passed between Butcher and Die Aap. They took sharp, deep drags, smoking with a quiet intensity.at zol, n.