I don't know what's got into the old bastard; he always used to back me on everything.

He's been pushed around by the old bastard all his life.

That was some fight you put up over his body, the poor old bastard.

She could be there waiting when the old bastard went to work.

The old bastard wasn't going to get away with it again, was he?

All the poor old bastard ever asked of me was that I keep in touch.

And thought, who knows what this old bastard did in the War?

"I don't want to be involved in that old bastard getting killed."

He hadn't thought the old bastard would lie to him.

I give the old bastard his due, he was a fair man.

Perhaps even an old fool to be used by a pretty woman.

Did the old fool really think I didn't know what she was going to do?

Could it be true what the old fool was saying?

But this time I'm going to make the old fool hear reason.

Does anyone out there still believe the old fool knows what he is doing?

Tonight I'm very happy, because that old fool is gone at last.

What on earth, come to that, was the old fool still doing in general practice?

He was going to show these old fools what a young man could do.

"What kind of old fool do you take me for?"

Must have been some other old fool running his mouth.

They like to do a double act, them two old bats.

They are one of the oldest bats known, existing around 48 million years ago.

This would keep the old bat busy for a while.

"The old bat probably never quite realized what had happened."

He loved the old bat to pieces, would do anything in the world for her.

I got to meet the old bat and her face wasn't that animated.

It was all we could do to keep him from running off with the old bat.

I can guess at what Father's told the old bat.

And I have no idea where the old bat might be.

Its like they can't let go of the old bat.