slop bucket
slop pail

The slop bucket to come up three times a day.

There was a single slop bucket at night, set in the middle of the floor.

Got a smile like a wave on a slop bucket.

He started locking him in his room at night with a slop bucket and nothing else.

Her things were on the floor at the foot of the bed, next to a clean slop bucket.

Clinton sat down beside the slop bucket and smiled at the two men.

There was a table and two wooden chairs at the far end by the slop buckets.

There was no window, no bed, not even a slop bucket.

A slop bucket and a pile of gray felt blankets sat on the floor.

A brown plastic slop bucket with an orange lid blocked the front door.

So the bread was deposited in the slop bucket.

The captain breathed shallowly, his eyes taking in the full slop bucket.

There was a slop bucket, and she was grateful to have that to throw up in.

Sarah pulled her legs over the side of the bunk and bent to find the slop bucket.

Any other way to look at it is tossing the slop bucket into the wind and hoping for the best."

Tracey nudged the slop bucket towards him with her toe.

The only sanitary arrangements were slop buckets by the barbed wire.

The stench from the overflowing slops bucket, which was the cell's only toilet.

Men who had emptied their slop buckets were returning to their cells.

Instead of a gun, he carries German slop buckets."

Holding cells lacked toilet facilities, requiring detainees to use a slop bucket.

The gaol never had toilets installed in its cells, just slops buckets.

Un-emptied slop buckets stood in corners of what might have been barracks rooms.

The prosecution walked in, and Tyson thought they looked like three pigs heading back to the slop buckets for seconds.

Then he drowned Coon in the slop bucket where they emptied the bedpans.

A faint smell of the slop pail hung in the air.

It was easier to empty the morning slop pails in the backyard.

Then she turned and walked out, the slop pail carried effortlessly in one huge hand.

Clutching her slop pail she looked about in bewilderment.

Once a day a guard came in with a lantern, took away the slop pail and replaced it with another.

Then he went back upstairs to his own rooms, with a slop pail he'd located; the kitchen had been a shambles.

I reached the privy and emptied the slop pail, and so forth.

With a sense of urgency she forced her legs through the snow, dragging the slop pail behind her.

I'd probably order you to drop the diaper in the slop pail, and dry off with another diaper.

The bedroom window shot up and the slop pail whistled past his unreddened ear.

It was a cesspool in there, a brimming slop pail more repugnant than anything Peter could have imagined.

Each cell was equipped with a cot, a mattress, a washbasin, a pitcher of water, and a slop pail.

Unclean human bodies, foul air, slop pails, the evil-smelling breath of diseased women.

'There's no one lifting so much as a slop pail out here,' said Sorgrad slowly.

Davos would talk to the gaolers whenever they came to his cell, whether to bring him food or change his slops pail.

A few drops of urine on the floor by his slop pail merited a scientifically aimed punch at his kidneys from the guard.

Once I had the pump going I rinsed out the slop pail, and washed my face, then cupped my hands to drink.

They nursed patients, scrubbed floors, emptied slop pails, dug graves, and prepared corpses for burial and buried them.

She dumped the contents of her slop pail against the roots of the cow-tree and stamped the waste firmly down against the wood.

Meanwhile, Miranda struggled back and forth with the slop pails from the other cells, emptying them and scrubbing them clean.

Sura had dragged her own slop pail across the drifts; now she dumped her waste alongside Erwal's.

Shrewd thinking oooooooh-' The contents of the slop pail, issuing even as it did from the upstairs window, caught them both with unerring accuracy.

They were black with spilled water, and underneath them was a fine medley of dinted zinc jugs, slop pails and coarse yellow earthenware crocks.

The roar and clang of a slow-moving dust-cart could be heard from close by and an old woman in black was slopping pails of water across the pavement and scrubbing at it with a broom.

It grew a breadloaf-big hunk of protein, fats, and carbohydrates out of any wet garbage from a pile of leaves to a slop pail, and it preserved well if properly dried.