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He was a twice-married combat vet, a boozehound, a feared brawler.
Guys like that would know all the boozehound places like the train tracks, the alley where Leroy was shot.
"You don't want to sound like a boozehound," said one woman, who didn't remember ordering several books from Amazon until the packages started arriving.
The brain-damaged stance of a lifelong boozehound.
You could hardly turn around without bumping into a pothead or a boozehound, and they treated psychedelics like candy, but coke was another thing.
He would also question the rest of the staff, but he expected no light to dawn there; this old boozehound was about all there was.
Born in Mesilla, New Mexico, mom a boozehound, dad unknown.
Wayward genius (and incorrigible boozehound) that he was, his oeuvre is undeniably somewhat patchy.
While the real Wood was remembered fondly by colleagues, he was a boozehound and a womaniser throughout the 1950s.
The title character in Will Smith's latest action flick is a reckless boozehound with a bad attitude who wears his superh-ero-hood with misanthropic reluctance.
'Well, I sort of doubt that - a little sweetie like you wouldn't know what miseries a dedicated boozehound can get himself into - but take it from me.
Brogar had become a self-pitying boozehound until his talents were spotted by his diner-owning boss John Creese (Roger E. Mosley).
The song "A Boozehound named Barney" from the episode "Simpsoncalifragilisticexpiala(Annoyed Grunt)cious" was included on the Go Simpsonic with The Simpsons album.
He was also an irresponsible boozehound who habitually ran out on the check in restaurants, even though he must have known it was the waitress who had to pay the bill for such dine-and-dash customers.
"Well, you know, he's an old Irish-Catholic boozehound, and he tends to get caught up in his own game sometimes, but Tim's a very skillful game player, and he knows what he's doing."
Then the wisecracking kid from next door would remind you that here in New York, the subway runs all night, you old boozehound, and everyone would laugh hysterically and stuff the little busybody into a clothes hamper.
You can't bring yourself to quit, but you've discovered that's not the end of the world - it's not like being a coke-addict who can't let go of the rock or a boozehound who can't stop chugging down the Night Train.
When Bill asked how much a couple of two-inch bearing molds might cost, Carl Kitchener - who looked like a veteran boozehound and smelled like an old horse-blanket - asked what a couple of kids wanted with bearing molds.