Devious fellow circumventing island's criminals

Usage examples of lowlife.

In fact there were probably very few Cairenes who could have described the lowlife of their city with as much accuracy and gusto as Menelik.

It was shocking to some members of the community, and more that the Hearts were lowlife stock, that Mr.

Let Molly Anderson make love to Grady Morant, not some lowlife loser named Jones.

I think, the way Tavish was sort of hinting around, that he could be persuaded to tell you-confidentially-what he found on the slides, if you could convince him that it would help you nail the lowlife that murdered Phil.

I also had a kid with a lost dog, and her mother was mixed up in dogfights with some lowlife from the Mex Mafia.

His hands had been turned off at the wrists, since lowlifes should not touch controls.

Anyway, Sean Penn is this pumped-up lowlife going nowhere in a nowhere town until one day he discovers his long-lost father, Christopher Walken, acting even weirder than usual, is this cool criminal type he can really look up to because what else is he gonna do with an eighth grade education and a constipated strut and these ridiculous biceps swelling out of his T-shirt like Sunday hams?

For him to have hauled Neelah onto first his own ship, Slave I, when they had all been under siege by a couple of well-armed lowlifes out of Mos Eisley, then onto this ship he had taken from the reptilian bounty hunter known as Bossk, didn't indicate any gratefulness on Boba Fett's part, any recognition of the fact that he wouldn't even be alive now if it hadn't been for her.

He took off his heavy glass helmet, ran fingers combwise through his sweaty hair, and said to the dwarf, "Bring the Lowlife to me now, Hofgarn.

The car turned up in the hands of Biscayne Boulevard lowlifes, who said they'd swiped it while Gersten smoked dope and had sex with a hooker in a downtown crack house.

Gert and Hansi and a few other Lowlives beat the bushes of the roof garden and searched the ornate penthouse for hidden Tanu.

Thursday afternoon the lowlife had his vintage Caddie in a body shop getting it repainted robin's egg blue.

The doorway cast a strip of light all the way over to Claire De Haven making with rabbity eyes, a rich white girl with a snout for lowlife afraid that more embarrassment might ruin her date with an undercover cop out to get her indicted for treason.

Her earlier dismissal of him as a self-aggrandizing lowlife, a death-and-destruction fanboy, of whom she had met far too many, now seemed facile: there was something other than the normal mercenary brutalism going on behind that strange dark face, and Dulcie had to admit she was beginning to get interested.

How come I can't do the fraternizing with lowlifes while Erik is away?