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(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 30: Spooks: The restaurant was thick with them [...] Colored waiters, colored lobbyist, colored baseball ace.at ace, n.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 30: Spooks: The restaurant was thick with them [...] Colored waiters, colored lobbyist, colored baseball ace. (con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 24: Clyde said window-peeping was kosher but nixed B&E.at b and e, n.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 20: Why should Howard Hughes go outside his own organization full of suck-asses he feels comfortable with.at suck-ass, n.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 24: Bobby Gallard skimmed beaver mags.at beaver, n.1
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 25: I’m looking for two male Caucasians driving a powder blue ’62 T-Bird.at T-bird, n.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 24: Gas station ennui. It was hot and humid [...] The AC [...] perked him up [...] Gas station blahs, adieu.at blahs, the, n.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 23: Crutch had a ’65 GTO the boss ride.at boss, adj.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 26: Got a fruit gig for you. They guy likes to brown well-hung Filipinos.at brown, v.3
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 35: A faggot carhop [...] A bunco artist.at bunco artist (n.) under bunco, n.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 24: Clyde was a big-time PI. He did divorce jobs and got celebs out of the shit.at celeb, n.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 23: Bobby Gallard had a Rocket Olds. Phil Irwin had a 409 Chevy.at Chevvy, n.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 16: ‘I do not want Mr Hoover going into a tizzy about this.’ ‘It’s chilled’.at chill, v.2
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 25: They’re clouting steak houses, they’re robbing cash receipts.at clout, v.2
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 20: I plan to raid my father’s cash reserve and get you another five million cold.at cold, adj.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 15: He was cooking painkiller-grade product. He hadn’t cooked dope since Saigon.at cook, v.1
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 33: Daddy Holly crapped out in ’39. Cirrhosis took him down.at crap out, v.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 35: Lots of meetings, lots of whoop-de-doo.at whoop-de-do, n.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 20: Your story [...] is some fucking story compared to the other dickhead stories I heard lately.at dickhead, adj.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 32: The Mau-Maus [...] diddled baboons and ate their own young.at diddle, v.1
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 33: Dumb-fuck Hoosiers dug the kaptioned kartoon texts.at dumb-fuck, adj.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 27: She’s USC frosh. She’s got Crutch all wired.at frosh, n.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 21: We can launder it and funnel it into a slush fund to build those hotel-casinos.at slush fund, n.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 27: Crutch futzed with the camera and secured it A-OK.at futz, v.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 28: All you kids know from is this college-girl gash.at gash, n.1
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 24: Thge snagged him with some black lace undies and a sandwich he glommed from Sally Compton’s fridge.at glom, v.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 24: The AC [...] perked him up and got him head-tripping.at head trip, v.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 25: Dead guards and scorched heist men — still unidentified.at heister, n.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 21: You make your hophead pal keep buying our hotels.at hophead, adj.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 26: Rent a hot-sheet room and find hubby at his favourite gin mill.at hot-sheet hotel (n.) under hot-sheet, adj.
(con. 1960s) Blood’s a Rover 34: A boozer, a gambler and a womanizer. A sweet-natured hump.at hump, n.1
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