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And what else is she?" Jerome asked. Jazza didn't offer any reply so I chimed in with, "A bitchweasel?" "A bitchweasel!" Jazza's face lit up. "She's a bitchweasel! I love my new roommate.

Maureen Johnson (2011). “The Name of the Star”, p.52, Penguin
And what else is she? Jerome asked. Jazza didn't offer any reply so I chimed in with, A bitchweasel? A bitchweasel! Jazza's face lit up. She's a bitchweasel! I love my new roommate.