1999 W. Gibson All Tomorrow’s Parties 117: Rydell sat there [...] thoroughly pissed off at Laney. Felt like bagging the whole deal.at bag, v.
1999 W. Gibson All Tomorrow’s Parties 209: He’s going strictly big casino, and he’ll take the rest of the species with him.at big casino, adv.
1999 W. Gibson All Tomorrow’s Parties 226: The still, small voice of mortality. Blow me, Laney tells it.at blow me!, excl.2
1999 W. Gibson All Tomorrow’s Parties 150: ‘I can’t ride now [...] Tangled with a cage.’ A car, and she thought how long it had been since she’d heard that.at cage, n.
1999 W. Gibson All Tomorrow’s Parties 139: Those nylon baseball caps [...] MY mother used to call those ‘gimme caps.’.at gimme cap (n.) under gimme, n.
1999 W. Gibson All Tomorrow’s Parties 118: She edged the van past an old Hummer, ex-military.at Hummer, n.
1999 W. Gibson All Tomorrow’s Parties 212: Powerful substance this [...] it wasn’t there just for any casual jack-off recreational urge.at jack-off, adj.
1999 W. Gibson All Tomorrow’s Parties 199: He had a feeling the scarf was the one he’d really have to watch for; he couldn’t say why. ‘What if those mercs scope us leaving?’.at merc, n.
1999 W. Gibson All Tomorrow’s Parties 151: Shaved, basically overcooked mystery meat, which he guessed really was, probably, beef.at mystery meat (n.) under mystery, n.