whoremonger

"Well, now we will have soldiers running the campaign, not some politically reliable whoremonger."

"He thinks you're a whoremonger and a hopeless drunk."

Next door but one came in for 'concupiscence' and 'whoremonger'.

Tell me what your girls told you, you syphilitic whoremonger!"

Her name ought to be Whoremonger.

And with him, a whoremonger, I'd keep going until I'd sliced right through the brain."

They used names like pervert and whoremonger.

I could have punished my whoremonger with some disgusting venereal complaint, but that would have been far too simple.

His specific job was Chief Whoremonger.

That lecherous, cuckolding whoremonger to escort his sister?

The Rotten Summer is at an end, and the Whoremonger King is brought low!

I might make him as a Mexican whoremonger and Stompanato stooge.

I, the whoremonger, betrayer of women, and arch-abnormalist.

I didn't even suggest she get another used typewriter from Nancy Whoremonger or whoever that woman was, one with all its keys intact.

"That bald whoremonger?

His wife throws him out, his religious father (Ossie Davis) calls him a whoremonger, and everybody's conversation is a political statement.

The deputy cannot abide a whoremaster; if he be a whoremonger, and comes before him, he were as good go a mile on his errand.

I have taken the identities of a soldier, a merchant, a slave master, a whoremonger, a riverman, even a sailor and a beggar.'

And Captain Douglas said, "That wretched boy is a perfect young whoremonger; I have turned him before the mast, to learn him his duty."'

Giacomin was, in his wife's phrase, "a whoremonger" and, his wife said, was very active among the younger women in his office and elsewhere.

Issler screamed and gurgled; Fritzie yelled, "Tell me about the Dahlia's missing days you syphilitic whoremonger!"

At the age of twenty she joined the Dublin theatre company managed by Richard Daly, a notorious whoremonger, who promptly seduced her, leaving her with child.

For the other, well, Uda had liked the life of a whoremonger, and he would hardly have been the first man to die of that weakness of the flesh.

The Legion of Decency was outside Grauman's shouting 'Whoremonger' at me and little old ladies from Pasadena were throwing tomatoes at Jane Russell.