Forgotten Slang of the 1920’s
"You’ve got moxie, kid. Unfortunately you’ve also got TB and polio, so beat it."
"Well, if that isn’t the cat’s pajamas! And look on the bathroom sink--the dog’s toothbrush!"
"That dame’s got gams all the way up to her eyeballs, which is disturbing for far more than just aesthetic reasons."
"You’re not just the bee’s knees, old boy. You’re the dung beetle’s thorax!"
"Spy the palooka egg in the breezer? That cake-eaters’s nothing but a rummy rube four-flusher lollygagger on a toot with a tight tomato smarty who…what the fuck am I talking about?!?"
"Well, if that isn’t the cat’s pajamas! And look on the bathroom sink--the dog’s toothbrush!"
"That dame’s got gams all the way up to her eyeballs, which is disturbing for far more than just aesthetic reasons."
"You’re not just the bee’s knees, old boy. You’re the dung beetle’s thorax!"
"Spy the palooka egg in the breezer? That cake-eaters’s nothing but a rummy rube four-flusher lollygagger on a toot with a tight tomato smarty who…what the fuck am I talking about?!?"
posted by Francesco Marciuliano at 12:35 PM
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4 Comments:
That last one is freakin' classic.
My only response is prolonged giggling.
I think I married (and subsequently divorced) the guy described in the third one....
what is a gam anyway and should I be seeking some sort of medical treatment?
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