good-for-nothing

His adoptive father, Louis, was an accountant who was forever telling Larry that he was a good-for-nothing.

“This is an excuse for good-for-nothing children. Only by adapting to society can you become a person of real value,” another wrote.

Yet later this year up to 40 healthy Australian volunteers may begin receiving infusions of the supposedly good-for-nothing molecule.

Seven rubbed the back of her head and silently cursed her awful luck and that good-for-nothing hexed tree.

“Have a seat. You look like the zopilotes, those nasty good-for-nothing vultures, beat you up and plucked every feather off your pretty wings.”