son of a bitch

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insulting terms of address for people who are stupid or irritating or ridiculous

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still offer to whip any sonofabitch in the house, and from the looks of Arab opposition, they can do it.
She showed the girls a picture and told Kevin to go fuck himself, that ugly jealous sonofabitch.
Railing against a blackness that would have obliterated him were it not for chance or fate or uncertain luck, Sol, "wav[ing] his fists at the empty sky," nonetheless indicts a God he no longer believes exists: "This, you sonofabitch.
All this was not much before my brother was reported killed in action a month or two before the war against that sonofabitch Hitler was declared over.
Although the project reinforces (lest anyone need a reminder) that the Iraqi dictator was a ruthless sonofabitch, "House of Saddam" is too episodic to be fully engaging, providing a sporadically interesting glimpse of how cheap life was under Hussein's brutal rule.
slapping his cheek, and summing up his case thusly: "You skinny little sonofabitch, you're squealing like a pig stuck under a gate.
May God forgive me," [Pius] would say, shaking his head, "but I hope that sonofabitch rots in hell.
In my spare time I checked the local OTB and the forlorn Hudson River piers where he played bocce with the Fanellis or we sat and stared out at the ghost of the Queen Mary bulging with GIs, especially a buck sergeant named Tim Daley, steaming off to rescue Winston Churchill, the sonofabitch.
E]verybody is driven like mad to keep up with that passing of take time; awful scramble of shaves and breakfasts and appointments and lunches and medications and ten minutes of night so you barely get your eyes closed before the dorm light's screaming at you to get up and start the scramble again, go like a sonofabitch this way, going through the full schedule of a day maybe twenty times an hour, till the Big Nurse sees everybody is fight up to the breaking point and she slacks off on the throttle, eases off on that clock dial, like some kid been tholing with the moving-picture projection machine and got tired watching the film run ten times its natural speed, got bored with all that silly scampering and insect squeak of talk and turned it back to normal.
And Sal Pangione came into the ER, gave his name and said he thought he was "all of a sudden coming down with the flu," as if having that stupid sonofabitch rear end him outside the ER and cough in his face hadn't been enough.
After all of them say how much I look like "that sonofabitch who left the island" when my mom makes me greet them, I shut myself in my room.
Writing in the first full flush of the warblog explosion, I predicted this: "Some clever sonofabitch out there is going to tap into the vibrancy that Reynolds (and his readers & imitators) represent, and create one hell of a newspaper, magazine, website, and/or broadcast company for the New Era.
Constantinople, that old, bulky sonofabitch, had gotten that shot off?
12) They will tell the judge (probably without using these exact words), "OK, you sonofabitch, if I have to say I did it to get the deal, I'll say it.