Tiny Twatland
1.) The colloquial name for a house of prostitution located at 43rd St. and 6th Ave. in Manhattan run by the infamous early 20th Century courtesan Madam Francine "Flo" McGuillicuddy. So-called because of the stocking of the house with underage girls that had flocked to New York City seeking a career in show business on Broadway.
2.) A later bawdy house located in a walk-up tenement building located in the 400 block of 42nd St. between 9th and 10th Avenues. This humpty dump (low-grade whorehouse) earned the sobriquet in the immediate post-World War II period, allegedly as it featured female midgets from the nearby entertainment establishment Hubert's Dime Museum, which closed in 1957. According to the book "Ghosts of 42nd. St.", while there never was a documented case of there actually having been midget prostitutes on the Times Square police blotters, the second incarnation of "Tiny Twatland" did offer a special rate to performers at the Dime Museum, which featured freaks made famous by the photographs of Diane Arbus.
1.) The colloquial name for a house of prostitution located at 43rd St. and 6th Ave. in Manhattan run by the infamous early 20th Century courtesan Madam Francine "Flo" McGuillicuddy. So-called because of the stocking of the house with underage girls that had flocked to New York City seeking a career in show business on Broadway.
2.) A later bawdy house located in a walk-up tenement building located in the 400 block of 42nd St. between 9th and 10th Avenues. This humpty dump (low-grade whorehouse) earned the sobriquet in the immediate post-World War II period, allegedly as it featured female midgets from the nearby entertainment establishment Hubert's Dime Museum, which closed in 1957. According to the book "Ghosts of 42nd. St.", while there never was a documented case of there actually having been midget prostitutes on the Times Square police blotters, the second incarnation of "Tiny Twatland" did offer a special rate to performers at the Dime Museum, which featured freaks made famous by the photographs of Diane Arbus.
"Let's go over to Tiny Twatland and get us a peice o' ass," Shorty said.
"No thanks," I replied after locking the door beind me.
"Wassa matter, Paco," the midget said. "Don't you have any loose dollars in your jeans?"
"I need my tip money to pay the rent."
"Come on," the Lilliputian performer said. "I'll spring for you -- but just this once."
As quick as a dose of the clap, his saucer-sized countenance corkscrewed, his yellowed celluloid eyes clenched half-closed, cracking the smooth baby face into massive fault lines of wrinkles. It was if a cheap China doll had fallen from the shill's shelf, now held at an arm's length for inspection, broken. Shelling out actually pained him, seared his pocket-size soul, even the idea of it. Like all freaks, money was God, the only thing between him and a cardboard coffin slung into an unmarked, unmourned, and even worse for a performer -- unremarkable grave in the wet clay of Hart's Island.
-- Henry Chinaski, "The Piss-wild Horses of Perdition" (Black Sparrow Press, 1973)
"No thanks," I replied after locking the door beind me.
"Wassa matter, Paco," the midget said. "Don't you have any loose dollars in your jeans?"
"I need my tip money to pay the rent."
"Come on," the Lilliputian performer said. "I'll spring for you -- but just this once."
As quick as a dose of the clap, his saucer-sized countenance corkscrewed, his yellowed celluloid eyes clenched half-closed, cracking the smooth baby face into massive fault lines of wrinkles. It was if a cheap China doll had fallen from the shill's shelf, now held at an arm's length for inspection, broken. Shelling out actually pained him, seared his pocket-size soul, even the idea of it. Like all freaks, money was God, the only thing between him and a cardboard coffin slung into an unmarked, unmourned, and even worse for a performer -- unremarkable grave in the wet clay of Hart's Island.
-- Henry Chinaski, "The Piss-wild Horses of Perdition" (Black Sparrow Press, 1973)
by Twathenge April 25, 2006
Get the Tiny Twatlandmug. A man or woman of any sexual/affectional persuasion or preference who is rated as a disappointment within the realm of surrendering to the exigencies of physical love; a Bum fuck
"I thought that Darlene was as pretty as a bowl of tits," Sydney said, "but when we slipped between the sheets and finally got down to it, she turned out to be a hobosexual."
"Wassathat?" Tommy barked.
"A bum fuck!"
"Wassathat?" Tommy barked.
"A bum fuck!"
by Twathenge May 05, 2006
Get the Hobosexualmug. After Jim-Dandy kicked Buffy's ass out of the crib, she turned into a righteous curb crawler, peddling her skinny white ass on the street to get a fin for another rock of crack. She wound up sleeping in a Port-a-Potty downtown until some anonymous john slit her thoat.
by Twathenge April 29, 2006
Get the Curb crawlermug. by Twathenge April 29, 2006
Get the Dollymopmug. Phrase attributed to 1930s movie star Carole Lombard after being exposed as having an adulterous affair with Clark Gable.
"At a hastily called press conference, the exasperated Lombard allegedly shouted, 'Cock-a-doodle-do! Any cock will do!' out of frustration.
"Needless to say, due to the times, none of those present printed her words, but bad blood continued between Lombard and an outraged Louella Parsons until Lombard's death."
-- Jim Bacon, "Gable & Lombard: A Romance Made in Hollywood" (Parade Magazine, November 25, 1963)
"Needless to say, due to the times, none of those present printed her words, but bad blood continued between Lombard and an outraged Louella Parsons until Lombard's death."
-- Jim Bacon, "Gable & Lombard: A Romance Made in Hollywood" (Parade Magazine, November 25, 1963)
by Twathenge April 29, 2006
Get the 'Cock-a-doodle-do! Any cock will do!'mug. Before Raul turned to dealing, he tried to make a living on the block as a dipper. He washed out as a pickpocket but is livin' large and should remain top dog. For the time being. As long as he doesn't dip into his merchandise.
by Twathenge April 29, 2006
Get the Dippermug. The term "The Family" for a Mafia organization, such as the "Five Families" of New York, is rooted in the Victorian term "The Family" (or "Family People"), slang for the underworld.
by Twathenge April 29, 2006
Get the Family Peoplemug.