That's the helluv it — beggin' yer pardon, miss...”.
Helluv it is,” he grumbled. “I was thinking of marrying her myself. Wrote her a letter, but it didn't get posted in time.”.
Where the helluv you been?.
Man, if I had never been to California and read that magazine, I would be helluv scared to come out there!”.
Hey, you wanna come to the concert tonight? Oh, helluv!.
and all of the other people I have met who show me helluv love when I come through your town.
This helluv hurts.” We grownups burst out laughing, and I hugged her bony adolescent shoulders.