Ameche

Tell the asshole to take the fuckin' cigar out of his mouth and get on the Ameche.

"Sweetheart, bring me the Ameche, please." His face had a foolish smile. Untangling the twenty foot extension cord, Alice Lynn placed the telephone in front of her husband.

"He was mixing with some trouble boys on the flimflam, putting screws to a Peterman after the box job." "How'd you hear?" "Jawed with him on the Ameche."