His lips turned blue, his eyes burned with fever, his teeth rattled like clappers, and his body shook as if he had the jim-jams.
It gives me the jim-jams, for it reminds me I've lost my baby kangaroo.
Madela had a feminine version of the jim-jams—tea-nerves, you know—so must get us both up.
Why he told Parson Jennings that he'd rather treat a man for jim-jams than one that was dying for want of stimulants.
“The combination is enough to give even a sober man the jim-jams,” agreed Kit.
