1918, Ralph Selwood Kendall, Benton of the Royal Mounted, Grosset & Dunlap, New York, p. 121:Get yore handkerchief ready, an' run out an' cram it into his kisser an' choke th' —— if he starts in to holler.
1999, Karen Shenfeld, "Fanny Brice 1891-1951," in The Law of Return, Guernica, ISBN 1550710923, p. 18:Not a pretty kisser,but so mobile thosedrawn-on brows, bulgingpeepers green as dill,cock-eyed grin,the It Girls lost itbeside her.
