I am a crusty old woman. My boys brought over a “friend” who looks older. I just went out and asked, “How old are you?” He said that he’s 15. My boys are 11 & 12. My next question, “You don’t have any 15-year old friends?” He blushed.
I turned to my older boy who was bare-chested. I said, “Are you poor?” He relied and quickly began putting his shirt. He knew. I said, “Only poor people don’t have shirts.” If a boy /man is working in the hot sun, they may take their shirt off. Otherwise, wear the dang shirt!
Well, Jem, normally I am completely against the cloning of humans, but an exception should be made for you! The world needs a whole bunch more “crusty old women!”