Ing-bing

'What gets into you, Ned?' he complained. 'You go along fine for just so long and then for no reason at all you throw an ing-bing. I'll be a dirty so-and-so if I can make you out!'

‘Merle's at my apartment,’ I said. ‘She threw an ing-bing.’

‘He threw an ing-bing and I had to slug him,’ I explained to nobody in particular and started to dust myself down.