A few geezers an' gals flipfloopin' in swings an' a bunch o' dead ones on ol' broad-backed work hosses that calls theirselves riders!
"The Red-Blooded Heroes of the Frontier"
Edgar Beecher Bronson
An' them geezers, soft from layin' around their cabins, has the nerve to think they can keep our stride.
"Smoke Bellew"
Jack London
He's murderin' all them poor geezers just as much as if he knocked their brains out with an ax, only worse.
"Smoke Bellew"
Jack London