Pollock Slang Novels & Stories

"What other names do you have for your wieners?" "Knob goblin, anaconda, third leg, twig and berries," I said. "Willie, womb raider, Vlad the Impaler, silent flute," Thane added. "Tally whacker, wing wang, pole driver, Johnson, love pole," Tag said. Hollyn's mouth dropped open. "Is that all?" I snorted. "Trouser monkey, pocket rocket, schlong, trouser snake, sausage, man-meat." "Dong, Captain Winkie, frank and beans, torpedo, package." Thane smiled.

" I repeated, hoping I pronounced them correctly. "Kasha!" it was Polina who replied to my question with a little emphasis on the second syllable. She also raised her hand and pointed her index and thumb together while articulating the word, making Harry chuckle. "Vam nuzhno khorosho uchit' nash yazyk. U neye plokhoy aktsent (You need to teach her our language well. She has a bad accent)!" I had no idea what she said that made Harry laugh out loud, but I thought Polina just scolded her big boy.

"See, I'm never wrong. Not even five minutes in the library and you're already on their blacklist." "I think what you meant was that I attract attention wherever I go," he wiggles his eyebrows, "being this handsome shouldn't be a crime." "Has anyone ever told you how narcissistic you are?" "Haters are going to hate, potatoes are going to potate." "Potate?" I slowly shake my head, "I don't think I've ever heard of that word before. Would you like to explain to me how potatoes potate?" He side-eyes me. "It's a saying. Plus, I couldn't think of a word that rhymes with potato."

The sound of hooting filled the room. Tilting his chin with his finger, Gary simpered. “Don’t tell me, Mr. Stud-Muffin, she’d been searching for you all her life. She likes Greek slap heads with hairy butts, hey brudder?” Catching the instant change in Paul’s expression, Alex groaned then stepped in quickly. “More than carrot tops with small willies.” “I think the term is hung-like-a-stallion,” Gary said, in his broadest Aussie twang. “Here, let me show you.”

“Think, genius. We’re going to plant rice! Bye. “I waved at Sir Hiro who just stared from the window. When the buffalo started moving, I felt happier. Like a child again? That’s what you call life; it’s so fun in the province. But since the road was narrow, we stopped to give way to a passing motorcycle. It was Pol and its rider… “Hey ugly, you look like a real monkey now. “ I just stuck a tongue out. Then smiled without giving any comment like those types of emoticons you send as reply for messages. He’s the monkey. I looked like a farm girl (t/n: originally ‘dalagang bukid’ which translates to ‘Yellowtail Fusilier’, a fish species, but separately translates to ‘girl/lady’ and ‘farm’. Used

he snarls. ‘Goddess, Tyrus. That was a little harsh,’ I growl at him. ‘I meant every word, Henry. Don’t doubt me. I WANT Piper and her wolf. They are the ones made for us. This ... milquetoast is nothing.’ I takes everything in me not to laugh out loud. When I was a teenager, Tyrus heard someone described as milquetoast. When I asked what it meant, we were told that it’s slang for someone who is boring, as boring as toast dipped in milk. Tyrus HAD to try it so he could understand the sentiment.

He turned his head and asked the assistant in a cold voice, “What does STFU mean?” When the assistant heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched. He hemmed and hawed for a long time before he stammered, “Uh, Mr. Dunley, this is internet slang. It’s quite rude.” Crash! Winston angrily smashed the phone in his hand to the floor and roared, “Well done! A young man who doesn’t know any better! Immediately launch an attack on the Clarke family of Riversouth! I want them to go bankrupt immediately! Now!”

But the tone cuts through the air, sharp, precise, a quiet threat wrapped in foreign syllables. However, I’m almost sure my brother can speak the lingo — or at least understand it — languages stick to him like teeth to gum. “Not if I get to you first, poepol (Afrikaans = asshole),” Jackson snubs condescendingly. “Dan gaan jy kak.” (The Afrikaans phrase literally translates to ‘then you’re going to poop’ — but here it’s used more figuratively to mean something like “then you’re going to get it” or “then you’re fucked” or “then shit is gonna happen”)