Why is it that right-wing bastards always stand shoulder to shoulder in solidarity, while liberals fall out among themselves?
Why is it that right-wing bastards always stand shoulder to shoulder in solidarity, while liberals fall out among themselves?
All I want is a gentleman. I'm sick to bloody death of bastards.
Almost in every kingdom the most ancient families have been at first princes' bastards.
I decided there and then to sue the bastards.
We are in control, they are in a state of hysteria. Losers, they think that by killing civilians and trying to distort the feelings of the people they will win. I think they will not win, those bastards.
You have to be a bastard to make it, and that's a fact. And the Beatles are the biggest bastards on earth.
America is at that awkward stage; it's too late to work within the system, but too early to shoot the bastards.
I will never sign to a major record label again. If, by some mega fluke, a record of mine looked like it might break big, I'd try and do it via an indie or somehow license it. I'm not having my music owned by those corporate bastards again.
I had to fight all my life to survive. They were all against me... but I beat the bastards and left them in the ditch.
I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling.
Celebrity and secrets don't go together. The bastards will get you in the end.
I don't mind playing absolute bastards... I just don't want to play the grouch.
I moved further and further away from mass entertainment. The sexual element became increasingly sinister and bizarre. Don't blame me! The bastards drove me to it! They all backed off after that!
It would be nice to say the rich people, the fancy people, all behaved like bastards and the poor slobs all came through like heroes. But as a matter of fact, sometimes the poor slobs behave like slobs and the great, noble, privileged characters come off very well, indeed.
He was the sort of person who stood on mountaintops during thunderstorms in wet copper armour shouting "All the Gods are bastards."
They've got us surrounded again, the poor bastards.
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