Ginch

She stowed the ginch she had just received as a gift in the dresser out of harm's way.

Grabbing clean pants and ginch, I get re-dressed.

I got the hang of it after about 20 or 30 sheets and was settling into the routine when, reaching into the trolley, I was horrified to spy a pair of men’s Jockey underpants in amongst the sheets. I stopped cold and let out a shriek (remember, I was 14). Shirley calmly looked into the trolley and said, “Oh for Christ’s sake – it’s just a pair of ginch!”

She probably up there getting her ginch plowed right this minute by some drummer out of Richmond.

The unquenchable Hagen of the Screw Shack prowls the Stampede for ginch ahoof and comes back to the bus with nice little girl with lips as raunchy as a swig of grape soda, tender in age but ne'mind, ready to go, and she is on the bus, christened Anonymous, down to her bra and panties, which she prefers.

What reason would he have to try it, even, except to show off for this ginch?

I mean, it was possible—theoretically, like Art always says—that Lisa had just lucked out, that Leslie Plunkett just happened to be on the Bad Boy's shitlist, all unbeknownst to his pet ginch, and that the Bad Boy had, conveniently for her, eliminated the little shyster.

But, you know, she's struggling, she's got a kid. Just don't be a ginch, all right?" So, of course, you don't want anyone to think you're a ginch, plus maybe you're not particularly thrilled about the idea of using a hooker either.